I love reading/writing/bowling/rugby.I'm a Ravenclaw. My favorite things are Harry Potter/Starkid /Glee/Criminal Minds/Torchwood/Doctor Who.
I AM GINNY FUCKING WEASLEY.
I'm dating the pretty one ;)
u get a hug from bsnow
*screams and tackles* I approve of this
Cat: the first person to get me to eat food when I don’t want to.
REALLY???? WHAT DO I GET???
If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.
This is perfect.
Alright, loves, as you know, I am currently headed to Sydney’s and will be here for a week or so. Actually, I don’t know if you know that, but you know now. Towards the end of the week we’ll be making a video (Syd doesn’t know but whatever) and we’ll answer whatever questions you have! I know the anon asked a while ago while I was still in school, but we’ll be able to make one together now :) Soooo questions in either my or her ask box, and we’ll answer them :)
Love you all!
So, I got on a train this morning to go see Sydney, when I got on I was nervous (because people and what if I didn’t get my own seat and ugh) and I was sitting and behind me I heard these little girls talking and sharing their dolls, after listening for a bit longer I figured out that they hadn’t known each other before getting on the train. Little kids are freaking awesome. So the train conductor comes around checking tickets and all and he gets to the girls and starts talking to them about their dolls and the one girl held up her doll and said “Her name is Annie” and the conductor said “Well, if she’s got a name she needs a ticket.” And MADE A TICKET FOR THE DOLL AND HANDED IT TO HER AND DID THE SAME WITH THE OTHER GIRL AND I’M CRYING IT’S SO CUTE
It is the start of the year 2000, and something is wrong.
Husbands and wives wake up next to each other, scared. They don’t know who the person in the bed with them is. Who is this person? Why are they in my house? Is this my house? Is this their house?
They go out to investigate. A five-year-old child uses a Windows 98 computer in the living room. The child turns around, and asks, “Is it time for me to go to school, mommy?”
The world is in panic. The President of the United States, who awoke in the Oval Office with no knowledge of being elected, calls for a large-scale investigation.
After weeks of asking adults and children alike what is going on, and looking at the various public records, they realize that the children are not confused at all. The adults can only remember what last happened in 1989. However, the children that can speak say that they were born anywhere from 1991 to 1996. Public officials can only draw one conclusion.
To every adult, the 1990s never happened. The children, however, cannot have come from nowhere.
It doesn’t take long after this conclusion for them to realize that only 90s kids remember the 90s.
johnlock? no. john locke. right to property. social contract. classical liberalism.
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