Everything that kills me, makes me feel alive.
the desert, in its many mirages, holds a memory of our past selves.
And the meaning of Tonks’s Patronus and her mouse-colored hair, and the reason she had come running to find Dumbledore when she had heard a rumor someone had been attacked by Greyback, all suddenly became clear to Harry; it had not been Sirius that Tonks had fallen in love with after all.
during sex she said “deeper” so I rolled over and started reading her poetry
And he used to be god’s favorite
the internet is fucking incredible. i can keep up with current events and stay in contact with old friends at the click of a button. fascinating. i’ve been watching porn for seven hours.