This is me; no one else. I long for love.

I'm too mature for my age only laugh at a very few things. I love God, and I'm a Professional Makeup Artist.


do u ever look at someone’s characterization of one of ur faves and just sit there offended on behalf of the character

Tagged with: #or ships  

Some of my internal monologue. I apologize to anyone that finds this obnoxious or annoying.

Tagged with: #same  

‘No,’ said Ron seriously, ‘I mean we should tell them to get out. We don’t want any more Dobbys, do we? We can’t order them to die for us –’

There was a clatter as the Basilisk fangs cascaded out of Hermione’s arms. Running at Ron, she flung them around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Ron threw away the fangs and broomstick he was holding and responded with such enthusiasm that he lifted Hermione off her feet.

‘Is this the moment?’ Harry asked weakly, and when nothing happened except that Ron and Hermione gripped each other still more firmly and swayed on the spot, he raised his voice. ‘OI! There’s a war going on here!’ Ron and Hermione broke apart, their arms still around each other.

‘I know, mate,’ said Ron, who looked as though he had recently been hit on the back of the head with a Bludger, ‘so it’s now or never, isn’t it?’


A few months ago I was hoping that Olivia had gotten eaten by Clarissa and now I’m practically crying that she had to leave.


such a queer feeling whenever I look at it.
and what’s that?

a sort of  c e r t a i n t y, one I’ve never felt before.
someone is always going to be looking out for me, 
n o   m a t t e r   w h a t.




the best of hot occupations, side by side.

I’d have no self control around them..