Latest Posts by deadwizardsaremything - Page 2

barty would giggle and twirl his hair and say,"all this for me?" when surrounded by twenty aurors

(bangs fist on table) i want him sweaty, whimpering, overstimulated, moaning, sniffling, twitching, squirming, whining, gasping, bucking his hips, drooling, begging (swipes papers onto the floor)

NOW

oooo sorry I already have weekend plans (destroying and betraying myself for nothing)

maybe even 3🤔

at first i was a bit skeptical about this whole mental illness idea but now im kinda thinking i might have one or two of my own

not what i needed today

“realising the boat is on the other side of the cave because Regulus never made it back out”

"I can fix him" oh yeah? well I can worship him like the god he is and feed into each and every single one of his delusions so he keeps me as his property forever

how can i be so delusional but so logical at the same time. duality.

harry potter’s dead dad and sirius black’s little brother take up too much space in my head to be normal or healthy

it's not that I need a quiet day or a day off exactly; it's that I need a pocket of time that exists entirely outside of linear time as we know it that would allow me to get things done without time passing in the real world, and frankly, I don't think that's too much to ask.

I torture myself with my own thoughts.

“don’t let it bother u” baby i’m gonna be bothered by this for the next 10 years

“do you want to talk about it?”

no, i want to kill myself because of it.

1hr ago me was wrong btw

i’m so obsessed with women with random specific interests like i saw a woman who collects scissors and immediately fell in love baby i’ll buy you all the scissors we could even… nvm

i will forever be the hurting child, the angry teenager and the lonely adult.

the thing about it not being that deep is that it literally always is

the idealized version of my tomorrow self will fix this

sometimes, it's not so much about the romance as it is about the devotion. the adoration.

i feel like someone dead pretending to be alive

sorry for being annoying i could kill myself right in front of you if you want

She is the poem - June Bates

blood as a fashion statement u either get it or u don’t

tumblr is best app u just talk to urself and ppl go yep so true bestie

hey girl *starts bleeding out all over ur bathroom floor*