i don’t care if you’re knocked up. i’ll cut your throat out.
Picture from my instagram: @melissa_reads
"I think all they could see was the horror but I could see the beauty. I saw the truth. That boy and I, we were creating a masterpiece. An exquisite, bloody masterpiece."
"It was no ordinary friendship. We were inseparable, constantly being separated. I’ve realized, no matter where you are, or who you’re with, I will always, truly, completely love you."
More reasons to love cats.
What are cats even.
*cares more about TV show characters and their problems than my own*
collections that are raw as fuck ➝ gardem s/s 2014
Tom Riddle hit the floor with a mundane finality, his body feeble and shrunken, the white hands empty, the snakelike face vacant and unknowing. Voldemort was dead, killed by his own rebounding curse, and Harry stood with two wands in his hand, staring down at his enemy’s shell.
It’s time we find out what we’re really up against.