“23 years ago today, a boy named Harry Potter boarded the Hogwarts Express. 23 years ago today, Ron Weasley asked if he could sit in Harry’s compartment. 23 years ago today, Hermione Granger asked they if they saw Neville’s toad. 23 years ago today, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sorted into Gryffindor. 23 years ago today, the golden trio met.” — (via siriuxblacx)
dudes i met our leader
I WANT A CAT. LIKE BRING ME A CAT. IM SO PISSED THAT ALL MY CATS HAVE DIED AND I STILL WANT A CAT
Teen Wolf AU: Scott sees Allison in his dream.
me holding my newborn son: stupid virgin
Just like his father :)
rethink that burn
Sam Winchester interrogation technique in the S10 iTunes sneak peek
Girl-Code: That Redhead has amazing advice
Girls get mocked for liking high heels and lipstick. Girls get mocked for liking sports. Girls get mocked for liking tea and books. Girls get mocked for liking comics books and video games. Girls get mocked for liking math and science. Girls get mocked for liking boys. Girls get mocked for liking girls. Girls get mocked for liking both. What the fuck are we supposed to like? Water? Air? Come on, tell me. I’m dying to know.
One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I’ve been asked this question hundreds of times and I remember once, when I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate the pain. Though I couldn’t speak, I held up 9 fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and she called me a fighter. “You know how I know?” she said, “You called a 10 a 9.” But that wasn’t the truth.
I didn’t call it a 9 because I was brave. The reason I called it a 9 was because I was saving my 10…and this was it.
THIS FUCKED ME UP