Me: -procrastinating-
My parents: Can you please-
Me: Are you serious do you even know how much homework I have Im stressing over so much please dont make me do it I really need to get this homework done I am so tired
Add in your own language
English: I love you
Slovak : Milujem ťa
Finnish: Rakastan sinua
Slovenian: Ljubim te
Danish: Jeg elsker dig
Portuguese: Amo-te
Tagalog: Mahal kita
Punjabi: Teri ma di lund
Somali: Dhillo iska amus
Urdu: Haraami, dafa ho ja
Greek: Sagapo
Samoan: Oute Alofa Ia Oe
Spanish: Te amo
Laos: Khoi huk chau
Estonian: Ma armastan sind
Bengali: Ami thomake bhalobashi
Can you relate? You sit in your towel after a shower because you’re too lazy to get dressed. You and your best friend can say one word, and crack up. You hate when one string of your hoodie is longer than the other. You hate it when people think you like someone when you clearly don’t. You hate it when your favorite song comes on, as you pull into the driveway. You feel like if you turn on the lights, you will be safe from anything. You push those little buttons on the lids of fast-food drinks. You laugh until people get hurt, then stop when you realize it’s serious. You hate it when parents get serious about something funny you tell them. You hate when you tell a guy to shut up and they copy you in a higher voice. You pretend to sleep when your parents come in. You text the person next to you things that you can’t say out loud. You hate when people in front of you walk really slow and you can’t get past them. You’re always tired no matter how much sleep you get. You stop the microwave before it hits 00:00 to avoid hearing the beeps. You use the “sup” head nod. You just did the nod after you read it. You hate when you are mad at someone and they make you laugh. You check the fridge every ten seconds to see if food magically appeared.
He did not know why he was doing it, why he was approaching the dying man: He did not know what he felt as he saw Snape’s white face, and the fingers trying to staunch the bloody wound at his neck. […] A terrible rasping, gurgling noise issued from Snape’s throat.
“Take it…it…Take…it…”
Something more than blood was leaking from Snape. Silvery blue, neither gas nor liquid. […] A flask conjured from thin air, was thrust into his shaking hands by Hermione. Harry lifted the silvery substance into it. […] When the flask was full to the brim, and Snape looked as though there was no blood left in him, his grip on Harry’s robes slackened.
“Look…at…me…” he whispered.
The green eyes found the black, but after a second, something in the depths of the dark pair seemed to vanish, leaving them fixed, blank, and empty. The hand holding Harry thudded to the floor, and Snape moved no more.
straight guys: emma watson is so hot
gay guys: emma watson is so hot
lesbians: emma watson is so hot
not lesbians: emma watson is so hot
oprah: emma watson is so hot
jesus: emma watson is so hot
grass: emma watson is so hot
emma watson: emma watson is so hot
rupert grint: emma watson is like a sister
Who cares? There’s nothing wrong with it. Personally, I think pleasure is pleasure, so as far as sex is concerned one hole’s as good as another. And when it comes to love, well, love is love, simple as that. To be honest I’ve been curious in the past. Yeah, that’s right. Gonna turn on me too now?
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| — | Popular guy at my school defending me when I was being bullied for being bisexual. (via teampeeves) |
