Dads Are So Right About Falling Asleep On The Couch With Your Arms Crossed

How evil and sinister may I query you, Sir?

You may not query the dead. Or the lost souls of earth.

nevermoor is so funny bc the protagonist spends the entire first book trying to join a special society both to save her own life and to have a sense of belonging and purpose and to finally have a family and after so much struggle and sacrifice she finally makes it in...

and then in the second book on literally her first day she finds out the society's motto is "fuck them kids"

YES THE F,BI.....SEXUALS

"he is not my president" bumper sticker with a picture of some random guy that has never been president

so true.

the feminine urge to say ‘so true’ in response to every single thing

I fucking love how rowling have us like 2% of the marauders in 7 books and then we all collectively said Mm nope that's not what happened and basically came up with a whole universe made of fanons and head canons and whatever and now it is what it is

my top hobbies are shame and embarrassment but i also occasionally dabble in envy

ANDREW MAY BE HOT BUT HOLY SHIT-

HELLO

I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY

NOT ENOUGH PEOPLE TALK ABOUT YOUNG DAVID THEWLIS AS YOUNG REMUS:

like if you’re team sleepy. reblog if you’re team tired. do both if you think they’re in gay love.

Okay now I know I'm bout hyperfixate on dick cause I cannot for the life of me bring that much creative passion GODDMOTHERFUCKENDAMMNN

I rewatched Dead Poets Society a few weeks ago and felt inspired to write this contrapuntal poem :)