#type thing?

[wandchoosesthewizard]

@scarletdarkholme LMS

“So, you want to become an Auror, huh?” Patrick asked glancing from Scarlettina’s NEWT results, which were in her file, up to the actual girl in question. 

[miraculyss]

zenwisterias

do i follow them 

I would be a fool not to?!?!?! love love love

do i consider them a friend

in a weird “we’ve never spoken and you don’t follow me but when i tell people about your art i say ‘a friend of mine’” kind of way LOL

do i like their content / theme

YES YES YES

do i recommend you follow them

If you don’t already follow them, i am one surprised bean

[raincloudsplusrainbows]

I don't think I ever envisioned myself being jealous of being suicidal but at least when you're suicidal there's a way out. My life is good but I feel like no one takes me seriously when I'm fighting; surely I deserve support so I don't slip back?

I'm nearly done with CAMHS now and my current psychologist and that whole run has actually been really good but I tried to hint at how I was feeling earlier and I don't think she got it; maybe I should have been more explicit. I feel like a loaded gun; the right motivation and I'm off. Of course things might well be different etc if something sufficiently upsetting happens, I just feel sort of generally self destructive and like I don't necessarily feel great about the living thing (and I know exactly how I'd do it, too). This will all pass, I think, but even so, highly unpleasant, and it doesn't help that my head of year doesn't give two shits about my emotional state and none of my teachers seem genuinely concerned about my slipping grades.

Time to fix my life myself I guess. Or something.

[nastradinxogja]

We watched this sweet lil bug for a while one mornin

[nowfreealice]

But now...

Now I guess I've grown up

[mila-davis-blog]

Phone Call || Tod and Mila

“She went to Paris.”

There was no hello, no how are you, just that.

But Mila didn't need the pleasantries to know who she was speaking with.

“I know she did,” she answered. “She'll be home soon...”

“How could you let her leave?” Tod asked, sounding a bit like a wounded puppy. “You know she needs one of us to watch her... I know I can't anymore, but...”

The pain in his voice was so prevalent, Mila could almost feel it. “She didn't tell me, Tod.”

He was silent for a moment, processing that. It had surprised Mila, too.

“Do you know who she's with?” he said after a while.

“Robbie. Quinn.”

“She barely knows him!”

“Tod... she's hurt, okay? She needed to get away for a while. You can't... it's not your business anymore.”

Another silence. Maybe she'd been harsh with him, but the last thing Scarlett wanted right now was her ex hovering in her problems. Even if it might be what she needed...

“Can you at least... just make sure she's okay? I know she doesn't want my help, but I lo-... I still care.”

Mila had heard what Tod hadn't said. She loves you, too. She thought.

“I'll take care of her. I promise.”

“Okay...” he said quietly. “Thank you.”

[delilah-clinton-blog]

Uh, hi.