Laid Up In Bed Googling Normal Things Like Have I Ruined My Life. Is It Too Late

i feel like someone dead pretending to be alive

not what i needed today

“realising the boat is on the other side of the cave because Regulus never made it back out”

(bangs fist on table) i want him sweaty, whimpering, overstimulated, moaning, sniffling, twitching, squirming, whining, gasping, bucking his hips, drooling, begging (swipes papers onto the floor)

NOW

being a girl in your early 20s is the equivalent of sitting on your porch at the earliest hours of dawn and waiting for someone to fall in love with you

James: We’re marauders of course we became animagi of our own accord

Peter: We're marauders of course we avoid Filch using the map

Remus: We're marauders of course we sneak to Hogsmeade using the secret passages

Sirius: We're marauders of course we want to kiss Moony

James: *pulling Sirius aside* that's not how the trend works mate

Remus: *blushing profusely*

Peter: We're marauders of course we have gay angst

the only way out is through the only way out is through the only way out is through the only way out is through the only way out is through the only way out is through the only way out is through the only way out is through the only way out is through the only way out is through the only way out is through the only way out is through the only

is sex dead? WHY ARENT PEOPLE HORNY ANYMORE😔

google is it too late? google can i still be saved? google will i be okay?