You Are Still Yourself In Everything Except Your Appearance. You’ve Still Got Your Own Mind And Your

I want to know you whether you’re afraid of sharks or spiders death or love.

I want to know if it’s grammatical errors that drive you crazy or the people correcting them, if you’re more comfortable shaking sand out of your hair or snow, if you prefer coffee or tea, bars or board game nights.

I want to know which of your friends you’ve cried in front of, if you’ve ever laughed chocolate milk out of your nose, or kissed someone you didn’t love.

I want to know you the you beneath the layer of small talk always kept shined and smudgeless

I’m just hoping one day you’ll invite me in.

- Kristen Costello

me walking into the animal shelter: hi id like the stupidest cat you have

HI I just read the first chapter of it happened one night and raced over here. REGULUS WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT? (very excited to read more)

Yes, what the fuck Reg?? What cryptic shit was that???

You'll find out a little more in the next couple chapters. I'm so pleased that you liked it! It's most definitely just my marauders brain rot being expelled from my head so I wasn't entirely sure many people would enjoy it. I hope you keep coming back!

xx,

Bria

My Dramione TBR list

Welcome to my Dramione fanfics list! It is created mainly for myself, to keep track of all the fics I am reading this year, and in the hopes you can also find recommendations for yourself.

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She was very near hating him now; yet the sound of his voice, the way the light fell on his thin, dark hair, the way he sat and moved and wore his clothes—she was conscious that even these trivial things were in woven with her deepest life.

Edith Wharton, The House of Mirth (via the-book-diaries)

*someone crying/upset*

Me; Sorrows, Sorrows, Prayers

walburga: you’re not good enough for my son

remus: you’re not good enough for your son

walburga: excuse me?

remus: you heard me.

I don’t understand it any more than you do, but one thing I’ve learned is that you don’t have to understand things for them to be.

Madeline L’Engle, A Wrinkle in Time (via the-book-diaries)

We need people in our lives with whom we can be as open as possible. To have real conversations with people may seem like such a simple, obvious suggestion, but it involves courage and risk.

Thomas Moore (via onlinecounsellingcollege)