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alexaaa:

thisiswhyyourefat:

Butterbeer
Ale boiled with butter, sugar, an egg yolk and topped with a whipped cream and nutmeg.

Harry Potter’s drink!!!! I wonder what this tastes like. Next thing you know someone’s going to be making fire whiskey

alexaaa:

thisiswhyyourefat:

Butterbeer

Ale boiled with butter, sugar, an egg yolk and topped with a whipped cream and nutmeg.

Harry Potter’s drink!!!! I wonder what this tastes like. Next thing you know someone’s going to be making fire whiskey

Nica Del Rosario – November
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This song is called November. I wrote it on that day during sembreak when it was extra windy. I decided to call it November because…it was November when I wrote it. And because I suck at making up names for anything. I’m a little scared for my future children. Anyway.

Here are the words to it

I remember
Early morning
We were walking together
I was singing some old love song
And you sang along with me

Then there was that
One quiet evening
We were sitting together
My head was on your shoulder
And you were all that I could see

And here I am
Behind this old piano
The windows are wide open
And the wind is in my ear

And as I watch this dance
Between sunlight and shadow
This day would’ve been a wonder
If only you were here

I remember
Though, vaguely
We were waiting in a line
For what it was, I don’t remember
Just that you put your hand in mine

Then there was one time
It was raining
And you said you felt so weak
So I held you in my arms
And you told me you loved me

And yet another stream
Of careless melodies
They flow out of weary fingers
And tangle with your memories

And as I watch, you seem
To spin around my mind
I feel it brimming with your sweetness
And the laughter in your eyes

I remember
The sky was grey when
I first saw you clearly
Your smile lit up the dark heavens
And something stirred inside of me

It was November
The sun was shining
When you first said hello
I hardly noticed, nor paid attention
If only I had known

Now you are all, we are all I know


(via tiresome)
“do tell!”

(via tiresome)

“do tell!”

presidents:




contrasts / fuckyeahemmawatson / unflinchingly / onomatopoetic / sunshinesong / sundaystorms:









Filming The Deathly Hallows.








Dear self, please don’t like R/Hr. Not even a little bit. Don’t let Rupert’s doe eyes trick you into loving anything other than D/Hr, rah rah ah ah ah.

D/Hr foeva~* NO, RUPERT. NO.
D:

presidents:

contrasts / fuckyeahemmawatson / unflinchingly / onomatopoetic / sunshinesong / sundaystorms:

Filming The Deathly Hallows.

Dear self, please don’t like R/Hr. Not even a little bit. Don’t let Rupert’s doe eyes trick you into loving anything other than D/Hr, rah rah ah ah ah.

D/Hr foeva~* NO, RUPERT. NO.

D:

(via papertissue)
I miss riding my bike. I used to have a pink little Barbie bike. It made up most of my happy childhood memories. It’s now broken and loneliliy sitting by the depths of my lola’s garage. I wish school was near enough for me to ride a bike to get there.

(via papertissue)

I miss riding my bike. I used to have a pink little Barbie bike. It made up most of my happy childhood memories. It’s now broken and loneliliy sitting by the depths of my lola’s garage. I wish school was near enough for me to ride a bike to get there.

Nica Del Rosario – November

This song is called November. I wrote it on that day during sembreak when it was extra windy. I decided to call it November because…it was November when I wrote it. And because I suck at making up names for anything. I’m a little scared for my future children. Anyway.

Here are the words to it

I remember
Early morning
We were walking together
I was singing some old love song
And you sang along with me

Then there was that
One quiet evening
We were sitting together
My head was on your shoulder
And you were all that I could see

And here I am
Behind this old piano
The windows are wide open
And the wind is in my ear

And as I watch this dance
Between sunlight and shadow
This day would’ve been a wonder
If only you were here

I remember
Though, vaguely
We were waiting in a line
For what it was, I don’t remember
Just that you put your hand in mine

Then there was one time
It was raining
And you said you felt so weak
So I held you in my arms
And you told me you loved me

And yet another stream
Of careless melodies
They flow out of weary fingers
And tangle with your memories

And as I watch, you seem
To spin around my mind
I feel it brimming with your sweetness
And the laughter in your eyes

I remember
The sky was grey when
I first saw you clearly
Your smile lit up the dark heavens
And something stirred inside of me

It was November
The sun was shining
When you first said hello
I hardly noticed, nor paid attention
If only I had known

Now you are all, we are all I know


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