Maribelle. March 17, 1995.
1.21 gigawatts. Hufflepuff. AARmy. MCRmy. Blink. Otaku. Bibliophile. Guitar, bass, drums, marimba, piano, a little alto sax. Wannabe stacker. Hobbit. Unhealthy food. Base coat, brushes, dotting tools, top coat. Fanfics, bandfics. Doodily ding dong tick tock. Down side of the Schwartz. Slorgs, stamps, & plushies. But none of it in that order. =) I swear I reblog stuff, I just stuff it all in my queue. [[If I use a picture/gif/anything that belongs to you, and you want me to take it down/give credit/source it, PLEASE let me know.]]

 

skybeneathmyfeet:

Happy birthday J.K. Rowling and also to the magical boy she created, Harry Potter. Go make other books and publish them soon, please. :)

skybeneathmyfeet:

Happy birthday J.K. Rowling and also to the magical boy she created, Harry Potter. Go make other books and publish them soon, please. :)

Tumblr is like Hogwarts.

iwillincendiotheheartoutofyou:

It’s divided into groups based on interests & personalities

People who belong to tumblr don’t talk about it to people who don’t

And the pictures move

early-lavender:

snowesper:

This just in: J. R. R. Tolkien was a prophet who looked 43 years into the future to steal ideas from J. K. Rowling.

My tearducts are empty from all this weeping for humanity i’ve been doing.

KILL ME

early-lavender:

snowesper:

This just in: J. R. R. Tolkien was a prophet who looked 43 years into the future to steal ideas from J. K. Rowling.

My tearducts are empty from all this weeping for humanity i’ve been doing.

KILL ME

wtffanfiction:

Fandom: Harry Potter
“‘Thanks,’ said Lavender, looking at the box doubtfully. ‘Is this a Muggle brand?’
‘Oh, for God’s sake,’ said Hermione. ‘They’re tampons. They’re made of cotton wool. They absorb blood. They obey the laws of physics. They don’t need to be fucking magical.’”

wtffanfiction:

Fandom: Harry Potter

“‘Thanks,’ said Lavender, looking at the box doubtfully. ‘Is this a Muggle brand?’

‘Oh, for God’s sake,’ said Hermione. ‘They’re tampons. They’re made of cotton wool. They absorb blood. They obey the laws of physics. They don’t need to be fucking magical.’”

Me: Ugh, why isn't my pizza done yet?

Mom: It's been in for three minutes. Just wait.

Me: I DID MY WAITING!

Mom: Oh, god, not again.

Me: TWELVE YEARS OF IT!

Mom: Every time.

Me: IN AZKABAN!