When Your Circle Small But Y’all All Crazy

I wish we had more time together. Oh, time means nothing. Jeremy Bearimy, baby. We'll just get through this. And then you and I can chill out in the dot of the i forever. Right.

THE GOOD PLACE | 3.12

I MISS THEM SO MUCH.

prbly been done before but

for every boyfriend named jeff, there’s a homoerotic best friend brooding in the background

You know I want everyone to give Severus Snape A big round of applause for only having an eye for Lily and Mulciber...And getting shipped with Lucius, Regulus, Bellatrix, Harry, Hermione, James, Sirius, Remus, Lily and many many more.

more inner peace. more success. more abundance. unexpected blessings. genuine souls + divine connections. happiness. prosperity. mental clarity. health and wellness. divine + spiritual guidance. constant growth. wisdom. consecutive wins. more love. all love unconditionally.

getting matching halloween costumes with them

i don’t think anyone will ever understand the amount of love i hold for platonic snily. especially with the trans girl severus headcanon. because literally any time i imagine lily teaching sev how to put on eyeliner for the first time or teaching her how to braid and take care of her hair so it grows nice and long, them painting each others nails on lily’s bedroom floor while abba plays in the background, the two of them in bikinis running into the ocean while holding hands, long car rides with sev driving and lily in the passenger seat and the car windows are rolled down with you’re so vain by carly simmon blasting as they sing along, the two of them laying in a field of flowers together as they laugh and talk shit about the marauders, getting ready together for a party with the rest of their girl friends on lily’s bathroom sink in front of the mirror, it makes me want to break out into uncontrollable sobs. i just love them so much.

You know the ship trope of "can't live with them, can't live without them" IT'S SO FUCKING IMMACULATE LIKE

how i'm watching this scene

what if we were best friends, and what if i fucked your boyfriend because i couldn’t fuck you, and what if i killed you—haunt me then!—and what if i ate you so i could finally have you all to myself, and what if i ritualized your death so i could consume you over and over again, and what if i didn’t know where you ended and i began, and what if we were both girls