When you have nothing to fear, you have nothing.
I know lots of stories, perhaps one day I'll tell them.
To flee is life, to linger, death.
You will fall far short of my expectations.
If I were Lily Evans, I would have chosen Severus Snape.
That fucking “friend” though
you know the one, that constantly puts you down. But you keep forgiving them,
"oh bonnie, you know how I hate your hair, well I can tolerate looking at your face when its back like that"
"did you just put on perfume? because it smells like a urinal."
I am about 780% done with you, asshole.
when u say a really clever comeback without stuttering