Not the time for a dad joke.
I like how all of these 11-17 year olds are just going to school with vampires and werewolves and giant spiders and vicious three-headed dogs in their backyard, yet they need a permission slip with an iron-clad parent/guardian signature to go have a harmless butterbeer at the nearby wizarding village.
Okay, Hogwarts. Okay.
We are gathered here today because SOMEBODY *glares at coffin* couldn’t stay alive.
people who randomly decide to compliment you are so important
wow you really do realize who your true friends are during the summer. the ones who ask to hang out and invite you to things and check up on you randomly just to make sure you’re doing okay, those are true friends
This little guy was one of the last babies of the summer last year. He knew exactly how to get all the attention
sometimes i get really bored
I found my senior quote.