It’s September 1st!


I gotta get back to Hogwarts! I gotta get back to school! Gotta get myself to Hogwarts, where everybody knows I’m cool.


Back to witches and wizards, and magical beasts! To goblins and ghosts, and to magical feasts!  It’s all that I love, and it’s all that I need. Hogwarts, Hogwarts! I think I’m going back



An honest friendship is one in which even after weeks of not speaking, things are still the same whenever you choose to speak. I don’t see the obsession with talking to people every single day online or over text just to call yourselves friends. If you don’t talk to me for a while, I’m not going to assume you don’t want to be friends.

I love you like a semicolon; a half-pause in a torrent of thought during which life stutters into being. I want to take you in the breathless spaces between ellipses where passion builds and shudders into a trailing afterthought.
― Ophaelia Automn (via theflowersinmyheart)