i may not be beautiful but at least i know a lot of useless information
reasons i want to be rich
- to randomly fill up people’s entire gofundme’s
- to be able to tip a thousand dollars to a stressed server at a restaurant
- to give really good gifts for birthdays that arent just gift cards
- to be able to actually afford my real sense of style
- to pay my mom’s bills and debts
reasons i dont want to be rich
- to hoard the entire fucking planet’s resources and kill off the world’s population slowly
THE LADIES OF DREAMWORKS ARE SO
DAMN GORGEOUS
DAMN BRAVE
DAMN BADASS
DAMN SEXY
DAMN SWEET
DAMN AWESOME
BRAVO DREAMWORKS
FOUR FOR YOU DREAMWORKS
YOU FORGOT THE SASSIEST OF THE DREAMWORKS LADIES
i thought you meant the fish was sexy and i’ve been crying for like three minutes over sexy dreamworks fish i hate America
You ever be so comfortable in bed, you start rubbing your legs together like a cricket?
tumblr dot com posts are getting so relatable im convinced the government has 24/7 surveillance on me and is feeding it to me through this website to see if i notice
in case you guys wanna know what modern high school dances are like, at mine despacito came on and everyone t-posed around this one kid as he fortnite danced like his life depended on it
to be fair, at a school dance when i was in school, a kid i knew had completely memorized the choreography to the gangnam style music video and the rest of us yell-sang what does the fox say noises at her while she did it.. so like, not much different. same soil different pot
if cotton eye’d joe came on everyone would make the neatest fuckign lines and do the dance in sync. it was like a cult. but hell yeah it was fun as shit
Freeze!
Everybody clap your hands!!!
we really are the product of our generations
sorry but if your bed isn’t against at least one wall you’re not valid
Are you telling me there are people out there who have their beds just floating in the middle of their rooms like animals?
This makes me so uneasy
You have to defend from all sides I don’t like it
When Ron, frustrated with studying for NEWTs and with Hermione’s anxious sixth-year nagging, explains to her what reading is like for him, Hermione’s breath catches. “Ron, you’re dyslexic,” she says, softly, and instantly regrets every snide comment she’s ever made towards his study habits.
Soon, by asking around, Hermione amasses a list of spells for Ron to try - some stilling the page, some changing the font of books for easy reading, some going after Ron’s temporal lobe directly.
These help, a little, but not as much as knowing there’s a word for why reading is so hard for him. That it’s normal, that he’s not stupid, and that Hermione suddenly helps instead of criticizes, looks for solutions rather than complains, praises instead of gloats.
!!! Oh
#listen tho what if #muggles are terrible about disabilities#but wizards are even worse#they don’t even have the terminology that muggles do#it’s all ‘kinda loony’ or “just dim’ or (most often) ‘not a talented witch/wizard’#and ofc ~everyone knows~ that all illnesses can be cured with magic#(except for some magical illnesses that can’t be cured at all)#but as ron talks more with hermione and other muggleborns#and researches the spells hermione gets him#and realizes that most of the spell creators probably also had dyslexia but had no word for it#he realizes that what ‘everyone knows’ isn’t true at all#after abt a year of this he talks to mcgonagall abt changing his career goals#goes into healing with a concentration on research#and a secret concentration on finding out what muggles know and bringing it into the wizarding world#(his dad is so proud of him and prolly helps out a lot too)
this paragraph is better than anything jk ever wrote about grown ron