Happy 7th birthday, Deathly Hallows!
bisexual and pansexual people are actually made of stardust and flames and are immortal pass it on
In 1958, Madam Elena Flores-Atilier (top row, center) surprised wizarding America by taking over the helm of the Sorcery Standard upon the death of her husband, renowned magical publishing magnate Henry Atilier. More shocking was her decision to replace the entire editorial staff.
She is pictured here with her 1958 colleagues: top left, Miss Harmony Harding, fashion and society; top right, Madam Celaeno Black, international news and politics; bottom left, Miss Emily Pribble, finance; bottom center, Mrs. Alexandra Bridgewater, domestic news and politics; bottom right, Mrs. Gertrude Stoppelwald, sports and games.
Madam Atilier’s forthright gaze in this portrait is characteristic of her approach to life. While the editorial staff has changed and diversified over the past five decades, Madam Atilier remains editor-in-chief. In 2008, on the fiftieth anniversary of her ascension to the post, a reporter asked when she intended to step down. Madam Atilier replied, “Approximately twenty-four hours before we print my obituary.”
this is how americans celebrate 4th of july in london
THATS NOT EVEN REAL TEA YOU UNGRATEFUL YANK
-sound of bumbling angry british persons in the distance-
Like you would know what real tea is, you stole it from the Asians
The guy in the sleeping bag wiggling around
The two people in the front wearing one shirt.
Are we really not going to talk about the guy in the back who is attached to another guy’s back while spinning?
WHAT ABOUT THE GUY THAT FALLS OUT OF THE WINDOW
WHY IS IT BACK
no you guys don’t understand, not only is this the first harlem shake out there… these guys aren’t normal military. This is “Telemarkbataljonen”. They’re pretty much the Norwegian equivalent of the fucking black ops. My brother knows a guy in this battalion, and when asked what they do there, he looked my brother dead in the eye and said “That is strictly confidential”. These guys are hard as shit, which makes this even more hilarious
why would you even get this it doesnt have the cats name on it
who the fuck is gonna see this and be like “well now I know whose cat it is”
I don’t want to alarm you but…
-cough- It’s not meant for cats -cough-
Better change it to Puppy then because that’s stupid
inkskinned, “My father’s recipe for the man I should marry” (via partygirlmeltdown)
This is very, very good advice. You learn more about who someone really is when they are under stress or in an emergency than in a dozen calm years.
Stick him with an infant or toddler for an afternoon.(via hereiswhereifangirl)
sext: I would swallow the moon to glow for you.
sext: I would bake a pie just to give you the largest piece.
sext: I want to take a trip to your childhood and double dutch to your heart.
sext: I want to write poems on you with my tongue.
sext: I want to fall asleep with you inside of me.
sext: You are both the smoke and the match. I’ll inhale you as you watch me burn.
sext: Do you feel how I explode when you slip your fingers into me?
sext: You could be the sun.
|—||Sexting You To Sleep | Lora Mathis (via doctorrsong)|
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