Thoughts by Peabody

After high school you realize you were only friends with some people because you saw them five times a week.

—(via bl-ossomed)

(Source: sensxal-bliss, via mralexmonty)

HBP: How did Harry not realize the hand writing in the Half-blood Prince’s potion book was the same as the hand writing he had spent 5 years reading off a black board?


#because Harry’s a stupid bitch that’s why

#For the main character of such a good book series #He really is a dumbshit #Ooh what is this long skinny broomstick shaped package? #ITS A BROOMSTICK NO WAY

#Slytherin house is a snake #heir of slytherin can talk to snakes #HMM I WONDER WHAT’S IN THE FUCKING CHAMBER OF SECRETS #MAYBE IT’S A FUCKING CHIHUAHUA #see this is why he’s not in ravenclaw




(Source: jesuisallisonargent, via starringinthedreamsofothers)

The truth did not set me free. It made me feel like my belly was on fire, and the smoke was suffocating me from inside, paralyzing my lungs, as the ash settled in my gut.
The truth did not set me free. It made me feel crazy, because you saw the truth differently, and suddenly what I knew was nothing more than a dream.
The truth did not set me free. It made me want to crawl out of my skin, because I realized - truth is not a thing, it’s relative, words have different meanings to those who speak and those who hear.
The truth did not set me free. It just made me lonely.
The truth set me free, because I now know it’s not a magical fix.

m.v., Five truths about the truth. (via findingwordsforthoughts)

(via chapstickfemme)

Day 10

I don’t know what comes next.

This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals—sounds that say listen to this, it is important.

Gary Provost (via tuongexists)

Holy crap, what just happened there… (via cyrusgabriel)

Words, man. Words.

(via bookoisseur)

(Source: qmsd, via chapstickfemme)







do you ever look at somebody and wonder how they moan during sex

no but thanks now i have a new habit forced upon me whenever i go out

i think about this post at the most inappropriate times and it has ruined my life

Guys lips are the same color as the tip of their penis have fun with that fact at bad times

eyebrow hair is usually the colour of one’s pubes HAVE FUN

I hate you all so much

(via vulnerable-so-vulnerable)