Things to remember
- You don’t owe anything to the people who created you by smashing cells together.
- A bully is a bully and emotional mistreatment is abuse.
- Don’t let a dictionary definition of what “family” is guilt you.
- Love those who love you and are worthy of your love.
I mean seriously, if hearing someone’s voice for 30 seconds auto-triggers nausea and baseless guilt, then you have every right to question why they should exist in your life.
I choose to not respond.
phantometrange asked: You're in for a treat tonight, Wicked.
Well fuck Etrange, don’t tease.
Follow this fucker
http://phantometrange.tumblr.com/
best friend just gotta tumblr. Follow the freak
ishouldntbeallowedoutinpublic:
OOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOoooooooooooooooooooooo
WHAT THE FUCK?!
(Source: thathilariousguy)
Each single one of your actions suddenly becomes epic when you listen to this
YES
EPIC
reblob 4 future reference
I knew what this was when I heard the first note. AHGKSADGHSKDG FANGASM.
(Source: peetanderson)
There’s going to come a day when we’ve all grown up, had a career, maybe got married and had kids, when were all going about our daily routine. Maybe you’re driving to work with the car radio on, or you’re making dinner with the tv on in the lounge. Life as usual, and then we hear a name. It’s the name of the person you had a blog dedicated to when you were 16. The person you had posters of up on your bedroom wall, or as your desktop background. The person off that show you used to watch every week, as soon as it came out, or that band you used to love. The person from the cast of a movie that changed your life, or the character who you scrolled through page after page of fanfiction of. You haven’t heard that name in a long time, and it brings everything back. And then the name is followed by three words you thought you’d never hear. Has Passed Away. And then you put down the potato peeler and lean back against your kitchen bench, or you pull over to the side of the road, and tears are streaming down your face. And all over the world, there are people who used to be just like you, with tears marking their cheeks and sobs forcing their way out of their throat, because they remember. Because fandoms never really die out. We never really move on. We never really forget.
Via PHILOPHOBIA!
Snape and Dumbledore and everyone else had some sort of love in their life, requited or un.
Voldemort only lived for himself, not letting anyone in or wanting to be let in.
The poor man lived such a hollow existence…
