You know Sirius and James would be those guys who are super into zombie movies and laugh in public like it was not scary at all but then climb into each other’s bed at night because “bro, I think I heard something in the kitchen”
“Every mouth you’ve ever kissed
was just practice
all the bodies you’ve ever undressed
and ploughed in to
were preparing you for me.
i don’t mind tasting them in the
memory of your mouth
they were a long hall way
a door half open
a single suit case still on the conveyor belt
was it a long journey?
did it take you long to find me?
you’re here now,
welcome home.”—Warsan Shire
“It’s messing people up, this social pressure to “find your passion” and “know what it is you want to do”. It’s perfectly fine to just live your moments fully, and marvel as many small and large passions, many small and large purposes enter and leave your life. For many people there is no realization, no bliss to follow, no discovery of your life’s purpose. This isn’t sad, it’s just the way things are. Stop trying to find the forest and just enjoy the trees.”—Sally Coulter ☼ (via tv-in-black-n-white)
The proud English peoples—who started building up their society on an island off the coast of France—have over 52 words for “poop”. The concept must be very important to them if they have so many words—poop, shit, crap, dung, caca, fæces, poo, shite, doodoo, doody, poopy, guano, excrement, turd, scat, stool, manure and muck being some of the more important ones.
They even have adapted proverbs and honorific titles around the idea. Among others, these include:
No shit, Sherlock.
You’ve got to be shitting me.
I will shit on everything you love.
You listen to some shitty/crappy music
He who lives on hope, dies on shit.
Shit’s goin’ down.
Does a bear shit in the woods?
Don’t poop in a field and don’t talk in a forest.
It’s just a bunch of crap.
The English are an odd, exotic people who care so much about shit, their lives revolve around it.
U know how in winter it gets so cold and u think u will never be hot again and in summer it gets so hot u think u will never be cold again I think that is how it is with ur feelings like when u r sad u think u will never be happy and when u r happy u think u will never be sad. But u will be hot again and u will be cold again and u will be sad again but most of all u will be happy again