she had me

2

she had the world || panic! at the disco

2

nine in the afternoon // panic! at the disco

if you’re gonna shit on ginny because she was a mary sue / “overrated” at least acknowledge that we saw her from the perspective of an incredibly biased person (aka the inventor of denial), of course she’s not actually perfect but there’s a reason she goes from ~ron’s little sister that i do like but isn’t rly relevant to my life i’m sorry also i’m actively ignoring her crush on me so it’s a tiny bit awkward~ to !!! good god what an angel?? like ginny’s beautiful?? and plays quidditch!!! and she’s popular and so funny holy fuck ron would KILL me but.. worth it tbh is this.. … what some people call love??? and that reason is called harry potter who spent a good portion of the final books internally combusting whenever ginny did anything what a nerd

youtube

How very special are we, for just a moment to be
Part of life’s eternal rhyme
How very special are we, to have on our family tree
Mother Earth, and Father Time
(Charlotte’s Web, 1973)

Rest In Peace Debbie Reynolds

how do i let kdin know i love and appreciate her

Yuri!!! on Ice -Finale-
  • Yuuri: This is my final season competing in men's single skating. Thank you for the support.
  • Victor: I too am officially retiring from men's single skating.
  • Everyone: Omg they're eloping
  • Victor: *posts pics about skating practice just a few weeks after retiring*
  • Yurio: Dafuq I thought you retired from men's single skating
  • Victor: I am. *still posts pics about skating but now inclusive of Yuuri*
  • Yurio: OI
  • Yuuri: Well... we said we only retired from men's single so-
  • News report: LATEST PAIR TO REGISTER FOR NEXT SEASON'S PAIRS FIGURE SKATING IS THE 5 TIME RUSSIAN CHAMPION VICTOR NIKIFOROV WITH LAST YEAR'S SPECTACULAR KATSUKI YURI
  • Yurio: ... Y'know what, I'm not even surprised anymore.
2

she had the world // panic! at the disco

most people in the barrio hear about baby sonny from usnavi before they actually meet him

2

she had the world || panic! at the disco

i had this friend. loud, vivacious, and brimming with energy and colour. her sun-bright smile drew others to her like moths to flame; and yet she could always pick me out from the crowd effortlessly. i wondered how she did that, why she’d pick me over many. 

she was the kind of person you could never look away from for long, but i saw her better from my peripherals. when she lifted her chin, her face would become awash with glowing light; and then she’d laugh about her pale skin, and the ruddy cheeks and dark freckles would appear again, as if they’d momentarily blanked out. when she grew protective, her blue eyes would spark dangerously and burn white; and then she’d blink, and the glint of her glasses would stand in with explanation. 

but i saw her best from the back. when she’d run, her fire-bright curls would flare out behind her like wings.

as flighty as she was, she always came back to me. i wondered why. 

she told me, once. 

one day, before class had started, when i was in the middle of falling asleep in the sunbeam warming my desk, she turned around in her seat to talk to me. she spoke with her whole body, from her waving hands to her bouncing shoulders. 

then she petered off, and settled into stillness. watchfulness. despite all the eyes on her, she only saw me. 

“hey,” she said. “could you look at me for a sec?” 

and when i lifted my head to look at her straight on, she smiled as if she’d found the answer. 

“look at that,” she murmured. “your eyes have halos in them too.”