I am a student studying Philosophy and Theology. A lot of philosophical crap to be seen on here as well as the things that I love.
Ask me anything and expect an honest answer
I love: books, libraries, the lights at night, seeing the world, the 30s/40s, quotes, Hunger Games, Harry Potter, Sherlock, Doctor Who, vintage, period dramas and everything and anything that I find beautiful.
“*WHIRLS SNAPE OUT OF THE WAY*
*SHOVES MINERVA INTO A WALL*
PUT YOUR NAME
*KNOCKS OVER A TABLE AGGRESSIVELY*
IN THE GOBLET
*GRABS HARRY AND SLAMS HIM INTO THE WALL*
OF FIRE!?!?!?1111?!?!111321I3591130583FERGEKLJRKGJ GRLGJWRLKGVJLKJ G” Dumbledore asked calmly.
we’re never gonna get over this are we
Nope. We never forget.
So I work at an ice cream store, and this girl walked in today and quietly asked me who the man behind the counter was. I responded that he was my manager.
"Oh, he’s cute. What’s his name?"
"Justin, but fair warning, he plays for the, uh, other team."
And I swear to fucking god four people (including myself) yelled ‘WILDCATS’ so loud she spilled her drink.
And I thought he was gay