If it’s one thing that I could’ve done when I was like…I’m not a teenager anymore and that fucking sucks like I’m twenty just of like a few weeks ago but it’s like I wish that I could have been more myself when I was back at school and stuff and I wish I could…you know I just wish I wasn’t scared of doing that and it’s hard, but you know it’s just such a cool thing and you’ve got your individuality and it’s the best, you know? +
I am he that liveth, and was dead; and, behold, I am alive for evermore, and have the keys of Death and Hades.
Yellow Flicker Beat - Lorde (from the Mockingjay Part 1 OST)
I made an old lady blush today at work because she ordered two senior coffees and I said “SENIOR ? I’m sorry miss, i’m going to have to ask to see some ID.” and she covered her mouth and went “Oh dear me” and couldn’t stop smiling
Harry could feel Ron shaking. The echoing bang of the slammed cellar door had not died away before there was a terrible, drawn-out scream from directly above them. “HERMIONE!" Ron bellowed, and he started to writhe and struggle against the ropes tying them together, so that Harry staggered. "HERMIONE!" "Be quiet!" Harry said. "Shut up, Ron, we need to work out a way -" "HERMIONE! HERMIONE!" Hermione screamed again from overhead, and they could hear Bellatrix screaming too, but her words were inaudible, for Ron shouted again, "HERMIONE! HERMIONE!”. . Harry felt the ropes fall away and turned, rubbing his wrists, to see Ron running around the cellar, looking up at the low ceiling, searching for a trapdoor. Ron was now trying to disapparate without a wand. . Hermione’s screams echoed off the walls upstairs, Ron was half sobbing as he pounded the walls with his fists.