Oh And I Had Some Fish That Was FUCKING AWESOME Like Oh Man I Missed Eating Real Food At A Real Restaurant

oh and i had some fish that was FUCKING AWESOME like oh man i missed eating real food at a real restaurant

i have a family dinner tomorrow and a part of me doesn’t wanna go but the other part is screaming DRAMA DRAMA DRAMA PLEASE BROKEN GLASSES AND SPILLED WINE AND COUSINS CRYING

me: what do i do

tarot cards: uhm... build a tower? idk man

if my outfit is not remus lupin coded that means it’s regulus black vibes day (or that I have a family reunion and have to wear “normal” clothes (so basically lily evans))

but my jewellery is and will always be sirius black’s and nothing will ever change that idc that it’s silver, sorry remus

hey hey HEY stop saying sorry for everything. it’s NOT your fault. is it your fault? is it your responsibility? then for the love of god stop. you are doing great okay? you don’t need to apologize for trying, you’re doing your best and that’s something that you should be proud of, not ashamed. if others don’t see it, fuck them. you’re awesome and i love you

okay okay but “you are like the sea to me, so calm and pretty and you shine like the sun when you smile” vs “you are like the sea to me because you love me in a way that suffocates me and nobody ever taught me how to swim in people like you when i was a child”

okay so i just dyed my hair

1/3 done

i want to dye my hair and pierce my ears and burn my whole wardrobe