im not surprised. u tend to have everything we have, just sometimes under different names. you guys are alright
I CANT BELIEVE THERE ARE AMERICANS WHO LITERALLY DIDNT KNOW CRUMPETS ARE REAL. PLEASE ACCEPT HELP. PLEASE LET US FIX YOU. PLEASE.
u cant be for real
this is so sad u’ve literally never eaten a crumpet??
crumpets w butter are the best thing ever theyre literally my favourite breakfast
im so upset about the american lifestyle
Let them dwell in the deepest crumPIT of hell
im sorry to have to say this but im termin8ing our friendship. thats one too many puns for me
like im literally willing to spend the next 7-10 years of my life working on getting a viking studies degree and that is so cool and i am SO PUMPED about that
but then on the other metaphorical hand i’m like?? that’s not actually going to provide me w any real opportunities in life at all it’s not going to help me get a job or buy a house it’s p much a useless degree?? but i need it
being rich would be way rad wtf i could work towards a viking studies degree so dang easy if i didn’t need to worry about money and jobs and stuff
Imagine Harry and Ginny a few months into their marriage and they’re so happy and in love and then one day they go shopping for food and household items and Harry just casually grabs certain items before Ginny hisses at him to "Check the prices, Harry, God! That bed set is far too expensive, we’re not going to have anything left to get the food with!" And Harry starts to laugh and say "We don’t have to worry about -" and then he stops and he and Ginny look at each other. And Harry realizes that she’s grown up having to measure out all her money and decide what she can and cannot have for a certain week or month or year. And Ginny realizes that she is actually no longer obligated to worry about money ever again.
Imagine Harry and Ginny eating dinner together and Ginny’s telling him about certain meals her mum made and teasing him about how he wolfs everything down and "Honestly Harry, you’re worse than Ron!" and Harry retorts laughingly "well old habits die hard, I had to fight Dudley for meals all the time, you at least knew you were going to eat every day!" And Ginny’s grin starts to fade and she asks "You…you didn’t get to eat everyday?" And Harry realizes what he said and he changes the subject quickly and Ginny looks at the plates in front of him and resists the urge to pile on some more potatoes. And the next day Vernon Dursley’s car is egged.
Imagine Harry and Ginny both suffering from night terrors and PTSD and agreeing that maybe going to that therapist Hermione recommended isn’t such a bad idea, and that’s how Thursday night became Therapy Night when they go out to dinner or to the pub after each session and agree that they need to talk to some Healers about introducing these sessions since therapy is still widely seen as muggle nonsense in the wizarding world.
And Ginny murmurs over her fire whiskey that sometimes she can still hear Tom Riddle murmuring in her ear, and Harry whispers that he dreams about running after his mother and father and Sirius and Remus as they disappear behind the Veil in the Department of Mysteries and he doesn’t know if he wakes from terror or regret about not making it through. And they go back home and hold each other closer that night and both wake up with raging hangovers.
I HAVE EXACTLY ZERO TIME FOR PEOPLE WHO THINK PHANTOM OF THE OPERA IS OVERRATED
uhm what do u mean my lifestyle is unhealthy? ill have u know i only had one measure of vodka in my juice at breakfast today.