Friendly reminder that anyone born between 1985-1998 didn’t get their hogwarts letter because Voldemort’s ministry wiped out the record of muggleborns


snapchatting:

[doesn’t talk to anyone at all] why don’t i have any friends


"My brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness."
Virginia Woolf (via ontheedgeofdarkness)


"I’m not used to being loved. I wouldn’t know what to do."
F. Scott Fitzgerald, ”More Than Just A House  (via nevahmind)

"I am alone here in my own mind.
There is no map and there is no road."
— Anne Sexton, “January 24th” (via middecember)

breadfishing:

What if dreams were actually a glimpse into what our alternative selves in other universes were doing?


"Keep laughing and you stand a chance of getting through it alive"
— Kate Bush (via kate-boosh)