it looks like an owl!!

anonymous asked:

Any headcanon about ravenclaw's with Autism? Like they get organised chaos, but sometimes it's just too much and would somebody PLEASE clean all that up or I'll do it and you'll never find it again (personally I'd do that oops, I'm too petty)

Okay guys I love that you’re sending in so many requests and it’s great that you love the posts so much, but it would be fab if you could have a quick glance at the faq before you sent in messages. The inbox is flooded at the moment. Ridiculously so. There’s only me running this blog so I can’t answer everyone’s messages quickly, and it makes it even more difficult when people keep sending in questions I’ve already answered because it makes it more difficult for me to find the new questions

Like I said please don’t take this the wrong way, I love how involved you all are and there’s loads of great requests in the inbox I haven’t got round to answering yet, but recently I’ve been getting a lot of questions I’ve already answered and well, the faq is there for a reason

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.