my name is chelsea.

“I can’t be a wizard. I’m just Harry.”

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[07-08/40Chris Evans | Random

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higgitusfiggitus:

Today my mom wasn’t home, so my eight year old sister asked me to set some words for her so she could write her daily sentences. I knew she did them every day, but I’ve never bothered to read them before.

My sister is a lot of things. She’s extremely smart, fairly quiet, and absolutely hilarious. But today I learned two new things about her:

a) my sister does not have a way with the written word

b) my sister is addicted to crack cocaine

I don’t know what the fuck she’s smoking but I want in on it sweet baby jesus I did not know what to do with myself while I was reading some of these

what is wrong with her

I don’t even understand what some of these mean









(things you should know: I am natalie, and her “silkys” are two little silk & velveteen blankets she’s slept with since she was born.)

I know when people on the internet say they are **literally crying** they aren’t actually laughing but I’m sitting here reading this and TEARS ARE COMING OUT OF MY EYES.

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FanFiction Alert

Can anyone recommend to me some good/lengthy fic about the HP trio after the battle/in their twenties?? Something about them growing up but not about the next gen.

Thank you!!

  • 1950s lyrics: splishin and a-splashin, one time i was splishin and a-splashin. ooh, i was movin and a-groovin. yeah, i was splishin and a-splashin.
  • 1960s lyrics: he hit me and it felt like a kiss. he hit me and i knew he loved me. if he didn't care for me, i could have never made him mad. but he hit me and i was glad.
  • 1970s lyrics: my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling, i want to play with my ding-a-ling. my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling, i want to play with my ding-a-ling.
  • 2012 lyrics: i'm pimpin where i'm winnin, thats just how i’m chillin. i'm smokin grits and sellin chickens, corvette painted lemons.
  • EVERY DECADE HAS BAD LYRICS NOW GET OVER YOURSELVES YOU INSUFFERABLE DOUCHEBAGS

“Wait…a Muggle healer? What do you need to see one of those for?”

“Oh, Ronald…”

“Isn’t St. Mungo’s good enough? You’re not dying or anything, are you?”

“For Merlin’s sake, Ron, I already told you-”

“I don’t get it. What do you need a Muggle healer-“

Doctor, Ron.”

“What d’ya need a doctor for that St. Mungo’s can’t help you with?”

“Ron…we’re having a baby.”

“We…what?

This is perfect yup perfect I applaud you who made this because yes I needed this.

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Why were you even there the other night? Seriously?
Anonymous


Because I was invited! Now let’s be happy! 


Chris Evans would say ‘Avengers Assemble’ behind the scenes to call out the rest of cast via text message to hang out off the set. Clark Gregg (Agent Phil Coulson) stated that this was his favorite text message ever sent to him.

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