Can't Stop the Signal

I can write for days about people who don't exist interacting with similar non-existent people, but ask me about myself and I can't write a single damn sentence. If you actually have enough interest in my life and personality to read this, you should probably just talk to me. You know, ask me questions and make meaningless discourse about your day, week, month, life. It's less stalker-y that way. Not that you're a stalker! Love ya, person I possibly don't know who is still reading this even though I'm officially rambling. It's cause I'm awesome, right? Yeah, I get that a lot.

…Writers remember everything…especially the hurts. Strip a writer to the buff, point to the scars, and he’ll tell you the story of each small one. From the big ones you get novels. A little talent is a nice thing to have if you want to be a writer, but the only real requirement is the ability to remember the story of every scar.
Art consists of the persistence of memory.

—Stephen King, Misery (via wordsnquotes)

(via whenyoudreamyoulive)


Ginny Weasley should have confronted Voldemort and possibly destroyed the horcrux. Its her story. Its her body he violated. Her mind he corrupted.

Lucius and Voldemort treated her like a pawn. I wish after Harry killed the snake, Ginny could have been the one- the oh so…

When you accidentally lean on the “L” key on your keyboard and all of a sudden your dash in nothing but hearts…