when i get very lonely, i pick out Shakespeare quotes.
“To die to sleep,
To sleep, perchance to Dream; Aye, there’s the rub,
For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause.”
nothing but to sleep, i guess. praying for little things. begging through stupid passive aggressive posts for attention.
If you haven’t seen this film yet, it’s pretty entertaining.
Now I shall find ALL THE FUNNY TINGS. :D
we should all have like a secret language. so the fake tumblr people don’t understand.
like if thereS A WAR GOING ON WE COULD TALK IN CODE.
LIKE WE COULD CROSS OUT SHIT AND THE TUMBLR PEOPLE WOULD KNOW THATS THE SIGNAL TO HOVER OVER THE POST TO READ THE SECRET MESSAGE LIKE:
WE SHALL DO THIS
Once, in a online chat with fans, JK Rowling revealed that the third scent Hermione could smell emanating from the Amortentia was that of Ron Weasley’s hair. [ x ]