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sometimes a relationship with your father is like “my father is a malignant presence, a bully, and a liar” and “I’m better than you” and “let me out. I don’t want to be you” and “I just do what my dad tells me” and “I can see through you” and “why did you never ask me?” and “he sees everything” and “you have a hard time finding a happy medium between worshipping him and wanting to kill him” and “he loves me. he does. it’s just a wrong kind of love expression” and “fuck dad, he can kick me as many times as he wants” and “pass me the fucking shotgun” and “dad, please. /what have you got in your fucking hand?/ i don’t know, love?/ love? you come for me with love?” and “there’s nothing you could say to me now that I would ever believe” and “are you a cunt?” and “he never even liked me” and “I can’t forgive you … but it’s okay. I love you” and “it’s what dad would do” and “you hated him./ I loved him” and “maybe the poison drips through” and “he was so terrifying to us” and “when he let you in, when the sun shone … it was warm in the light” and most importantly, “he made me breathe funny”

not finished yet but yeah

Man I just finished Babel and I was excited to read discussions online because there's so much going on in it with so many little things and just....angry white people. Everywhere. Truly a dead dove moment.

my favourite chaotic academia things~

bingeing murder mystery shows all night and guessing who the culprit was 

drinking bucket loads of cocoa instead of coffee

annotating books with “lol” and “lmao” instead of insightful thoughts 

wearing graphic tees with dress pants or blazers

drawings and reminders written all over your arms and hands 

95% of your reading consists of fanfiction

staying up until 3am to help your friend write an essay you haven’t even started 

debating (more like arguing) about the ethics of capitalism 

drinking tea out of shot glasses and wine in a thermos 

discussing why certain political figures and composers were 100% queer 

playing Bach and Mozart on an electric piano 

trying to find these fics again

So, I know that both of them are on ao3, but I can’t find them anywhere

1- James is the man who lived, and he’s still Harry’s father; he married again and I believe he has other children, he sends Harry to live with the Dursleys after he is sorted into Slytherin. Harry is captured by Voldemort, and already accepted his fate, but Voldemort ends not killing him and accepting him into his side. Harry meets James again under the belief that Voldemort is giving his body back.

Not sure if it’s a Harry/Voldemort fic

2- Harry is captured and kept in a glass coffin in a very cold place after, I believe, Voldemort finds out that he’s a horcrux. Voldemort visits him through his dreams until Harry pisses him off, and then Harry is kept there awake without being able to sleep and totally motionless. Harry is able to possess Trelawney and say some stuff to try and help himself. Snape ends up saving him and they fake their death with a fiendfyre just in time Voldemort arrives at the scene

Harry/Voldemort fic

me logging back to my account to see “17” on my bio when now I’m almost 21

started this blog when i was 16 and i just turned 20

how is everybody else doing

I don't make rules here but if you give me your annotated book then we are already best friends.

Personally, I'd beware the Ides of March if I were Julius, but you do you

In the tags, share your preferences.

Summer or winter?

Mountains or seashore?

Lake or ocean?

Hotel or camping?

Pizza or pasta?

Cake or pie?

Print or cursive?

Dogs or cats?

Odd numbers or even numbers?

Soup or salad?

both have something going on with the sun

me to my christian mom: the bible is too big

also me: *read a fanfic with 648,523 words in less than a week*

For anyone who also cannot stop thinking about dead gay wizards

Here’s some fun and fresh facts for you

The Length of:

ATYD: 526,969 words

Choices: 624,187 words

Crimson Rivers: 720,011 words

The FUCKING Bible: 783,137 words

ALSO

50,000 words is about 200 pages

WHICH MEANS

The shortest of those works is

2000 FUCKING PAGES

We all need mental help

Marauders fanfic authors be like: “it’ll have a happy ending, I promise!”

Also Marauders fanfic authors: *kills off half the characters*

I have three modes of reading

Dont read

Read a 500 page book in a day

Read only fanfiction until my eyeballs drop out of my skull from exhaustion

type “i am” in the tags and whatever comes up first is your new mandatory kin

"let me put this object some place obvious and inconvenient so im forced to deal with it" (grows around it like a tree root around a rock)

can’t wait to find another little piece of poetry that makes me feel like ive been punched in the throat

Teach boys about periods

My mother also talked about periods to my brothers.

When I first got mine I had terrible cramps. Crippling cramps. I once was camping with my family and a few of my big brother’s friends when my period came. My cramps were so bad that my mom gave me a full pain killer ( I was 13 and before that she only gave me pills cut in half).

I literally laid down on my parents’ air mattress and cried in pain for an hour before the pill kicked in.

My brothers friend came in to the big tent and I was just curled up and sobbing. Now, I was quite the tomboy and was known to rough house with my brothers and their friends and made sure I wasnt seen as just “a little girl.” So my brother’s friend was confused to see me openly weeping in the fetal position (seriously, these were the worst cramps I have had in my life. My vision went white). He asked what was wrong with me.

My big brother stood up immediately and suggested a nice long hike. During this hike I am sure he had a pretty awkward conversation with his friend explaining menstrual cramps, because when they got back the pain pill had (mostly) kicked in and I was sitting up at a table when my brother’s friend sheepishly asked me if I was feeling better. I said I was better, and he said good.

When we made s'mores that night my brother and his friend kept me well supplied with chocolate.

Making sure sons know as much about periods and menstruation as daughters makes them better brothers, better sons better fathers, and better men. A man that understands a period will not lightly accuse a woman of “being on her period” if the woman is in an argument.

Raise better sons Teach them about normal bodily functions.

too late

girlie stop scrolling through tumblr you are one second away from crumbling under academic pressure

Rachel Forrest // Unknown // S. C. Lourie

fuck it’s august??? what’s next? 2022???? can’t do this anymore

would you prefer to learn French or Italian before you die?

the threatening aura of this message reads like it was sent by the duolingo owl

Fran: Do you ever feel like you’re wasting your life?

Niles: Only when I’m awake.

girl help i’m having creation ideas above my skill level

This is so chaotic. I love it

Cursed school presentations? Thank you!

I hate presentations 😂but who doesn’t?

the fact that i have to endure TWO valentine's day a year should be considered a hate crime

at this point even one bad dishonest kiss would do

“I am desperately romantic when life has given me no reason to be and that, I think, is the definition of hope.”

— c.r.w.

My last and only Request shall be, That my self may only bear the Burthen of your Grace’s Displeasure, and that it may not touch the Innocent Souls of those poor Gentlemen, who are likewise in strait Imprisonment for my sake. If ever I have found favour in your Sight; if ever the Name of Anne Boleyn hath been pleasing to your Ears, then let me obtain this Request.

The poets reciting Thoreau and Whitman to the god of the cave

“all that matters is that u tried ur best”

me: *instantly flashes back to every moment i procrastinated and wasted*

me: ha hah haahah…… ….. yeah…….. my best……. that is the thing i totally did

i hate when people ask me what sign i am like bitch i’m a sign from god. start running.

starting to mentally plan a hot girl summer where i just fuck off somewhere for a month with whoever i can convince to come with me