College student, health/fitness enthusiast that has a bad habit of not being healthy/fit or enthusiastic, in love with my lovely lady, and a Buddhist. Feel free to talk to me about anything. If you need to talk about something I am very open to help you through it the best way I can. :)
Love you.

 

Within five minutes Harry was soaked to his skin and frozen, hardly able to see his teammates, let alone the tiny Snitch. He flew backward and forward across the field past blurred red and yellow shapes, with no idea of what was happening in the rest of the game. He couldn’t hear the commentary over the wind. The crowd was hidden beneath a sea of cloaks and battered umbrellas.

He turned, intending to head back toward the middle of the field, but at that moment, another flash of lightning illuminated the stands, and Harry saw something that distracted him completely, the silhouette of an enormous shaggy black dog, clearly imprinted against the sky, motionless in the topmost, empty row of seats.

(Source: strydering)

sorelatable:

What if Netflix doubled as a dating service like “here are 7 other singles that watched Orange Is The New Black for 8 hours straight in your area”

raptured-night:

thatstheriddle:

introspection-luck-and-talent:

itsstuckyinmyhead:

Tumblr Teaches History

I reblog this for the anon who once sent me an ask telling me there was no such thing as a history fandom on tumblr.

Hi-hi-historical jokes.