Not all those who wander are lost
winstons-and-enochs:

keira knightley for time magazine, photographed by peter hapak.

winstons-and-enochs:

keira knightley for time magazine, photographed by peter hapak.

Friend: Do you use Tumblr? It's so funny!
Me: eh...sometimes...I'm not that into it
Friend: Aw I was gonna say follow me! Oh well
Me: Yeah sorry :/
Me: *continues to be a world famous blogger*

christmasbarakat:

my dad is a cop and i just called him and he was like “hey i have a 17 year old boy in the back of my cop car right now that i’m running him to the station” and i asked if he was cute and my dad said “Hey, my daughter wants to know if you’re cute” and the guy said “i want to say yes, sir” and my dad started laughing so hard

ouat / faceless 

HARRY POTTER ALPHABET → w
↳ whomping willow

"I told you, months ago, that the Whomping Willow was planted the year I came to Hogwarts. The truth is that it was planted because I came to Hogwarts."

believersneverdie5:

FUCK YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES

Happy 25th Birthday Daniel Jacob Radcliffe!

Our founders built the wall to keep us safe. And they divided us into five groups, Factions, to keep the peace.

[…] If Caleb wasn’t fit for Abnegation, how can I be? But what choice do I have, now that he left us and I’m the only one who remains? He left me no other option.

I set my jaw. I will be the child that stays; I have to do this for my parents. I have to.

Marcus offers me my knife. […] I turn toward the bowls. Dauntless fire and Abnegation stones are both on my left, one in front of my shoulder and on behind. I hold the knife in my right hand and touch the blade to my palm. Gritting my teeth, I drag the blade down. It stings, but I barely notice. I hold both hands to my chest, and my next breath shudders on the way out. I open my eyes and thrust m arm out. My blood drips onto the carpet between the two bowls. Then, with a grasp I can’t contain, I shift my hand forward, and my blood sizzles on the coals.

I am selfish. I am brave.