Imagine reading a book of every conversation where people have spoken about you
Our emblem is the lion, the bravest of all creatures; our house colors are scarlet and gold, and our common room lies up in Gryffindor Tower.
“I think people are fascinated with breasts that bounce. They are so used to seeing [fake ones], My breasts have a life of their own…People are confused [that mine bounce].”
do you ever just wanna sit next to someone and listen to everything they could possibly say about anything ever just because you like their face and their voice and their general existence
“why yes, it is my time of the month” i roar as i grow fur all over my body. my limbs change shape. i transform into a wolf and howl at the moon and bound away into the woods
“sobbing, omg screaming, literally dead” I type as I sit straight-faced and completely devoid of visible emotion in front of my laptop
