dating tip: ask them to show you their recently used emojis so you can count your matches and see if you are compatible
Guys I just realized that Remus Lupin is a werewolf and wolves are canines which means they’re allergic to chocolate.
Remus Lupin, addicted to something that could kill him. Typical.
I’m sick of like 97% of males on the tumblr who use feminism as a social platform and talk about how we aren’t sex objects but sit around and reblog asses all day and try to pass off asking for butt pix as charming. You’re a huge issue and I think you’re disgusting and you truly need to grow up and get a fucking grip.
on the tumblr haha
This is the guy that played Neville in Harry Potter.
i like his new wand
Don’t play dumb, even if they want you to.
Props to her for pointing out problematic behavior without putting down the women in general.
No matter how many times you leave and return, my prodigal love, there will always be a perfect moment in time where we were together and in love. Miles Davis and red wine tongues and the smell of frozen Manhattan in the air and foreheads pressed together. The world could collapse around us and this would still be real.
We all live with the knife hanging over our head and there is no hope for any of us to stay happy forever, but there is temporary bliss. And there is memory.
I’m a Fuckyeahbrownuniversity moderator and I swear to god if I get one more 17 year old complaining about how I didn’t answer their question about whether their SAT scores are balanced out by their summer work in Africa I’m going to cry.
Depression is hard to understand, because it is not a consistent state. Depression is rather like a virus, but like a virus, it has its manageable days and its acute, life-threatening flare-ups. You can be in a depression and still laugh at a friend’s joke or have a good night at dinner or manage low-level functioning. You grocery shop and stop to pet a puppy on the corner, talk to friends in a café, maybe write something you don’t hate. When this happens, you might examine your day for clues like reading tea leaves in a cup: Was it the egg for breakfast that made the difference? The three-mile run? You think, well, maybe this thing has moved on now. And you make no sudden moves for fear of attracting its abusive attention again.
But other times…
Other times, it’s as if a hole is opening inside you, wider and wider, pressing against your lungs, pushing your internal organs into unnatural places, and you cannot draw a true breath. You are breaking inside, slowly, and everything that keeps you tethered to your life, all of your normal responses, is being sucked through the hole like an airlock emptying into space. These are the times Holly Golightly called the Mean Reds.
I call it White Knuckling it.
"But the stigma of depression is that it comes with the sense that you shouldn’t have it to begin with. That it is self-indulgence or emotional incompetence rather than actual illness."
no-bake vegan peanut butter and chocolate cheesecake
The Secret Garden. Business in front, party in back.