drinking tea now and then doesnt make you sophisticated it just means you like drinkign wet leaf
enjoy your fucki ng wet leaves
Um, excuse me cretin, you don’t drink the leaves you drink the leaf juice
Unless it’s matcha then yeah enjoy your blended leaves.
where did this tumblr wide obsession with hot dads come from
Imagine if Sirius could have raised Harry and when he sent a howler to him in his second year for driving the car to school.
"I’M NOT EVEN MAD, I’M ACTUALLY IMPRESSED. MERLIN’S BLOODY BALLS I’M PROUD."
And Remus in the background “SIRIUS NO.”
Poplar Kid’s Republic
Shakespeare & Co. Antiquarian Books
Cook and Book
El Ateneo Grand Splendid
Buenos Aires, Argentina
My love is not fair to you. My love is not fair to me. I know this, my love for you is not fair.
I know this, love is not fair. I know this, love is not always kind. Sometimes love is loss. Sometimes love is longing. Sometimes love lives only in memory, and sometimes it is sweet, and other times it is bitter.
My love for you is not as fair as the dawn. It is not sweet like a summer’s breeze. It is not as this as that, nor like the other thing. My love is not poetry.
My love for you is not fair. It is inflamed, impassioned — a breathing, bleeding, wounded, cornered thing. I know this, my love is dangerous.
My love is not fair to you. My love is not dead.