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That chronic pain/mental illness intersection feel when “do i have no energy nor desire nor physical capability to do shit because im depressed or am i depressed because i have no energy nor desire nor physical capability to do shit”

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511. At Luna’s wedding, the whole of the front row of seats was reserved for apparently no one. Harry went up to her at the end of the service. “Luna, who was meant to sit there?” Luna turned her glassy eyes on him. “Oh, they did sit there. In a spiritual way, I suppose,” she said. She pointed out the seats one by one. “Right. That one’s for my mother, those are for your parents because I think I would have liked them, that one is for Sirius, the one next to that is for Professor Lupin - they were friends, weren’t they? - and that’s for Tonks, then Fred Weasley, then Mad-Eye, then Professor Dumbledore, then Professor Snape. I hope they liked the wedding.” She smiled and waved into what was seemingly empty space, before prancing off into the crowds. Harry had never felt so touched before.




I think that’s the best Head Canon I’ve ever read.

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i want to be your favourite kisser
i want my body to be your favourite shape
i want my eyes to be your favourite colour
i want my laugh to be your favourite sound
or my moans
i want to be your favourite lover

because god knows you’re my favourite thing in the world

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People look down on McDonald’s employees but fail to realize that if all these folks left McDonald’s and pursued “better careers”  your ass wouldn’t be able to get a McDouble with an Oreo McFlurry at 3am. 

You can’t demand a service while simultaneously degrading those who provide it for you. 

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