I WANT TO WRITE ABOUT AN ALIEN

i’m like if a man and a woman had a baby and it grew up in a tumultuous society with undiagnosed mental disorders and unrestricted internet access

dads are so right about falling asleep on the couch with your arms crossed

*twirls strand of hair around my finger* hes just soooo (starts describing the absolute worst man in the history of the world)

If you can't take the clowns, get out of the circus

William Fucking Byers

abracadabra bingle and trong wheres my fucking lighter

IM BOUTA RIP THIS BONNGGG

reblog if you support muslims

i just. i really need to know right now. there’s so much hate in the world, i need to know who’s safe. also if you can’t reblog this feel free to block me <3 i hope i never interact with you ever in my life

:,)))

the morning after a party in the gryffindor common room, moony and padfoot are the last to wake up.

Every single time