After slamming through my book about mythology in a matter if hours, I felt a good old classic like Jane Austen might help with the “I’m still single” blues that hit me like a rock tonight.
Watching lots of friends downing their book collections:
1st thoughts: Are they insane, why are they getting rid of their books.
2nd thoughts: Wait… they are giving away said books for free.
3rd thoughts: Give me all the books.
• they’re fucking women
AU: When Harry arrived at Neville’s Christmas party he did not expect to run into old Professor McGonagall.
I’M NOT CRYING
I HAVE HAYFEVER
I HAVE FEELS IN MY EYES
Literally all she did was point out misognyistic tropes in a video games, and this is the aftermath. Men continually prove feminism correct and necessary.
Men continually prove feminism correct and necessary.
This book is killing me. I can’t stop laughing. Omg.
You know what I hear in my head whenever people talk about Blue Ivy’s hair: “Beyoncé has all the money to make Blue look more white but she just let’s her walk around looking so black. Cause that’s essentially what your hatin’…