Graduating From High School Is Bittersweet - On The One Hand, You’re Leaving A Place Where All Your

Sirius: how do you tell someone you like them without telling them you like them

Remus: I dunno, just compliment them?

Sirius: have I ever told you how nice your hair looks in the mornings?

Remus: yeah, try that on them

Sirius: they’re really oblivious though

Remus: maybe just tell them you like them, then

Sirius: I like you, Moony

Remus: yeah, exactly like that!

Sirius: …

James: oh my god

#everyone in their 20s reacting to their friends getting married tbh

“He was like a painting you wanted to burn so you could finally stop staring at it.”

— Krampuslauf, Holly Black | My True Love Gave to Me

wait....what?

Today was my last day of high school. Like ever. I actually got caught up with all of the work and my grades are finalized. 

Huh. 

It’s now “I went to high school…” rather than “I go to high school”…

Huh.

When? How? Whaattttttttttt?

“I love staring out the window. New York, it’s like a candy jar - watching people is so phenomenal. Looking at [the couple at the next table] right now, you can tell so much by what they order or their body language. I just find that really fun. It’s kind of like being a detective a little bit.”

Person A: *yawns*

Person B: wow being pretty must be so tiring

Person A: if that’s the case no wonder you’re always awake at 4 am

Person B: now that’s just rude

What “chivalry” should be: “I want to do this good thing for someone else because altruism is awesome.”

What “chivalry” should not be: “I’m gonna do this ‘nice thing’ for a woman because she is a woman, but if she doesn’t respond in a manner which I deem appropriate I’m gonna call her an ‘ungrateful b****’ because I’m a petulant child who doesn’t understand historical gender dynamics.”

Jandy Nelson could make a story about Noah Sweetwine eating peanut butter and I would read it and probably cry about it

Read more here: Why few people dare eat the boss’s M&Ms and other dynamics of the office candy jar