more fanfictions about muggle-borns sneaking in pencils and calculators, and trading them illicitly, little black-market eraser dealers and “yo I got some graph paper if you wanna fuckin pass astronomy this year”
can they be nicknamed smuggle-borns or
I want someone to love me like snape loved lily. like gatsby loved daisy. like heathcliffe loved cathy. like the phantom loved christine. like humbert loved lolita. like apollo loved daphne. l don’t understand romance. please keep men away from me until I learn
thank god this post ends like it does
Scarlett Johansson for the Huffington Post [x]
More of her brilliant articles can be found here.