I asked an old man:

“Which is more important?
To love or to be loved?”

Old man replied:

“Which is more important to a bird?
The left wing or the right wing?”

Author Unknown (via coffeestainedheart)



Headcanon that after the battle of Hogwarts, George dyes his hair an outrageous colour, and at first Molly is mad, but then she hears George whisper “I kept thinking it was him in the mirror”. 


let me introduce myself


1. the meaning behind my url
2. a picture of me
3. tattoos i have
4. last time i cried and why
5. piercings i have
6. favorite band
7. biggest turn off(s)
8. top 5 (insert subject)
9. tattoos i want
10. biggest turn on(s)
11. age
12. ideas of a perfect date
13. life goal(s)
14. piercings i want
15. relationship status
16. favorite movie
17. a fact about my life
18. phobia
19. middle name
20. anything you want to ask

Pick a number!

♥ // ★ // ❦

♥: Our characters will have a Mistletoe Kiss

"Well, look at that," Colin said, looking up at the Mistletoe hanging above them. He looked back down and his eyes stayed on her eyes for a while, before looking at her lips and back up to her eyes. And with that, he simply leaned down and softly brushed his lips over hers. His hand reached up, to cup her cheek and pull her lips closer to his, as his other hand stayed on her waist. 


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Everyone has six names.

  1. Your real name: Isadoraaa
  2. your detective name (favourite colour and favourite animal):
    Blue Dog - wow lame
  3. your soap opera name (middle name and street you live on): Sofia Anninger
  4. your star wars name (first three letters of last name, first two of middle): Potso hell yes 
  5. superhero name (color of your shirt, first item to your immediate left): Grey Book
  6. goth name (black and one of your pets): Black Ponto


The party was lame, Colin couldn’t deny that. He had had high hoped for this party, especially because one of his buddy’s was throwing it. But if you’re one of the only people who couldn’t drink because you had to be everyone’s personal driver later, and everyone seemed in some kind of “drunk people” bubble, it kind of sucked. And on top of all of that, he had been watching Erica make out with some random dude for about ten minutes now. He wasn’t just mad, he was jealous, and hated the feeling of watching her like that, though he obviously had no reason to it, due to them being nothing near in a  relationship nor did it seem to them ever being something like that. At some point he didn’t care anymore and started to walk straight towards them, as soon as she reached them he grabbed Erica by the elbow pulling her away from the guy. “We’re leaving,” Colin said simply as he dragged her out the door, and by the way she stumbled once in a while, he could see she wasn’t completely sober either. 




So, there’s this diner in a rather quaint town that lies just outside the city’s limits. Most people haven’t heard of it, it’s a bit of a hole in the wall, but man, their food is delicious, that chef’s hands’ must be under the influence of a culinary god. Muse A works as a server because, well, they need the money and any salary would suffice— there was rent to pay and they’re struggling financially as it is. Cue Muse B, so wealthy that every step they take seemed to follow with the sound of a cash register ringing. They’re a little high, mind you, what else would a young socialite spend their wads of cash on? Muse A can sense that, they’re very much familiar with the symptoms the particular drug Muse B is on — their parent(s) were addicts themselves. As they casually go about their business, taking Muse B's order while keeping up a polite facade — truth be told, Muse A would’ve refused serving them if they had the choice. However, they went on introducing themselves, making small talk with the other and their efforts would pay off when they return to the table Muse B once occupied to find a stack of hundred dollar bills waiting for them and oh, how nice, Muse B even included a note. “For that shabby apartment you kept complaining about.” And now Muse A is desperate to express their gratitude and can only hope that Muse B will return to the diner so they have the chance to do just that.
Muse A meets Muse B at a club and the pick-up line that would drive these two into the bedroom? “I’m in a band.” Muse B loves band members, simply the idea of them was enough to entice, and it’s not like she expected them to call even though he promised to. Little does she know that Muse A would, only two days later — they invite them to a concert and of course, Muse B graciously accepts the offer. She’s watching the show from backstage and Muse A offers her a wink and she almost despises him for being so attractive. And as the show finishes, he’s just about to walk past her but his hand latches onto hers, guiding her into the vacant dressing room — his bandmates have all gone for a celebratory dinner, to which he insisted that he’ll be there — but he might be running a little late. Thus beginning a string of after-show one night stands — are they even called one night stands anymore at this point? — regardless, their little habit is bound to be revealed. How many times are they going to show up to band meetings together, equally disheveled as if she’d performed on stage alongside them. Muse B will eventually have to question what exactly is going on between them because she doesn’t want to be his secret any longer, and Muse A is dreading the day that she does.
Two rich people who just don’t care about being rich!! They just want to spend time with each other and laugh about the big shots they hang out with and have McDonalds “friend dates” and go thrift shopping and donate to charities because they just don’t care about money as long as they have each other. And Muse A is so in love with Muse B, and Muse B is so in love with Muse A — but they’re so oblivious. But it doesn’t even matter because they’re both lost in blissful ignorance and they make each other so happy. And you can see it in their eyes how much they love each other — and the happiness they share is bestowed upon them by the other half. And they’re always flirting during fancy dinner parties, sneaking away while everyone bores themselves with business talk and petty gossip to wander around on the beach wearing a tux and an evening gown. 
A pair of friends who always go out for drinks, heading out to the clubs together in order to help one another out in the game, in other words, to locate quality one night stands. However, things start to get confusing one Muse A starts getting jealous over the person Muse B is currently macking on. The envy comes without warning and their behaviour starts to become a little odd; upon questioning, Muse A might say they’re not feeling very well, or complain about a co-worker, meanwhile glaring at Muse B's new beau attached at their hip. And Muse B is starting to grow wary of the constant insults and jabs thrown at their significant other by someone who’s supposed to be their friend. Which leads them to question, what’s up with Muse A? And it leads us to question if Muse A will ever admit their feelings to themselves and to Muse B.