yet another unrealistic standard for cats
me: mom, dad. i have a confession. i'm a boy scout
*audible gasp*
dad: you're not my son anymore
mom: i knew something was up when he kept tying knots and had an obsession with badges
reblog if u were on tumblr before yahoo bought it
IT’S LITERALLY BEEN LIKE A DAY AND WHAT ARE YOU EVEN TRYING TO ACHIEVE WITH THIS POST
only a true tumblrite would understand. you just outed yourself as a yahooligan
I love how Harry just accepts that he’s a wizard, goes with a mysterious giant, walks through a brick wall to a hidden street to buy fucking magic equipment, but the one thing he can’t believe is that there’s a Platform 9 and three quarters.
