LOL world. LOL life. LOL what?
i have no tissues left because i cried over a boy
and that boy is fictional
Harry Potter isn’t real? Oh no! Wait, wait, what do you mean by real? Is this video blog real? Am I real if you can see me and hear me, but only through the internet? Are you real if I can read your comment but I don’t know who you are or what your name is or where you’re from or what you look like or how old you are? I know all of those things about Harry Potter. Maybe Harry Potter’s real and you’re not.
Why are all these people dying?
Someone’s mother, someone’s brother, people I don’t even know but I feel sad that they’re gone. Life’s too short.
NOTHING TASTES AS GOOD AS SKINNY FEELS.
jamespotteritis:
and here’s where i would put my marauder’s prequel book

iF I HAD ONE

my life.
I don’t know when I realized that I’m not happy with my life, but nothing has changed since.
Sometimes I look up baby names and pretend that I’m going to have a kid soon.