Nobody can tell me shit I’m gonna become the most annoying person on the planet about this
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Nobody can tell me shit I’m gonna become the most annoying person on the planet about this
well, perhaps because love creates something that was not there before. what, like procreation? yes, but not only. what, like recreation? sometimes just creation.
i paint a bold silver cross on his forehead
I love not having motivation to complete basic tasks which creates even more things I need to do which gives me even less motivation. It's my favorite thing
The thing we forget is, Peter knew him. James Potter probably helped him with his homework and bought him stuff at Honeydukes and called him ‘Pete’ and sat next to him at breakfast and covered for him when he was late to class and walked arm in arm down the halls with him and laughed at his jokes and let him copy the homework and James would’ve showed him where they kept the firewhiskey at him and lily’s new house and the creaky stair was on their staircase and he would’ve sat in all those order meetings and he would’ve known all about Lily and Harry and how much James loved them. He would’ve known everything.
Do you ever imagine him sitting at home right after he’d told Voldemort, wringing his hands and thinking of all the times James had put an arm around him or thrown a bit of paper to get his attention in class? Peter didn’t give up a stranger, he gave up James, a kid he’d loved since he was eleven.
Then you should have died! Died, rather than betray your friends, as we would have done for you!
How afraid he must have been to do that, how awful it would have been to kill someone you knew would die for you if you only asked.
I think Amy Cain is on tumblr right now. So I'm going to tell her that I love her and miss her beautiful face.