swasdicka:

hey fellow regular kids what’s up 

  “A scarlet steam engine was waiting next to a platform  packed with people. A sign overhead said Hogwarts Express, eleven o’clock. Harry looked behind him and saw a wrought-iron archway where the barrier had been, with  the words Platform Nine and Three-Quarters on it.
  Smoke from the engine drifted over the heads of the chattering crowd, while cats of every color wound here and there between their legs. Owls hooted to one another in a disgruntled sort of way over the babble and the scraping of heavy trunks.”

Happy September 1st, y’all!

timeanddisregard:

It seems like cats never forgot the fact that they were worshipped as gods thousands of years ago 

reallynotgood:

disgusting

thesorrovv:

ma’am im sorry but that baby was due today, i don’t care if its not done just turn in what you have

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perilousseas:

equiuszahhot:

do you ever hear a line in a song and it’s just so painfully clever you just sit there in shock for the remainder of the song

q;  

the-goddamazon:

asian-mist:

thequeenshive4:

when The Beyhive took Beyoncé’s job👌💕😂 @beyonce

THIS MADE ME SO HAPPY OMG!!!

LMFAO OMG her face she was like “WTF…okay, OKAY y’all got it!” xD

buttercreamdicks:

I liked the shows I went to; I wish I could go to more.  But the thing I remember is the girls.  New Jersey Transit runs special trains to the Meadowlands for MetLife shows, and they brought out extra staff to direct girls through the gates to Secaucus.  Knots of New Jersey Transit staff in high-visibility vests, treating girls with kindness.  ”I know you’re excited, just make sure you go through the gates one at a time,” a middle-aged guy with a mustache said, smiling, stopping girls and then waving them through so the timing stayed right and nobody got stuck in the gates.  ”Have a good time!”  When the train finally pulled into the station, teenage girls cheered.  The men on the platform didn’t laugh, the conductors made sure to stand and answer everybody’s questions — yes, this is the right train, yes, you’ll get there on time.  There was no air conditioning on the train, but nobody complained — everybody sat in their seats, and talked to their friends, and every couple of minutes someone would start singing.  I remember when we were walking through Penn Station I had said, “Just think, the next train is going to be all One Direction fans.”  It was the best train I’ve ever been on.  During the show, Harry told us to hug each other, and we did.  The lady checking tickets at the stadium, directing people to their seats: “Enjoy!  Have a great night!” and the fans thanking her on the way out.  Both shows, we kept saying how we had never been in a place where there were so many girls.  ”I like the girl-to-guy ratio here,” Jamie said in Philadelphia.  MetLife holds 82,566 people: they played Little Mix’s “Salute” and “Wings” to almost 82,566 girls.  In the bathroom in Philadelphia, nobody stopped at the mirror to check their makeup; while I was peeing, I heard a little girl walk in singing: She said spread your wings, my little butterfly / Don’t let what they say keep you up at night.  At the Meadowlands they turned the men’s rooms into ladies’ rooms, just hung ladies’ room signs over all the men’s room signs.  ”Oh my god,” I said, walking in.  ”They turned the men’s rooms into ladies’ rooms, because they knew it was going to be all girls.”  ”This must be what it’s like to be a guy,” Isabel said.  And that’s what I thought, the whole rest of the show, and all of Philadelphia: This must be what it’s like.  To be the default.  To be treated like what you care about is worthwhile.  To not be looked down on, or told what to do.  And then I thought, well, it’s because we’re all gathered here, in one place.  This is happening.  They can’t stop us, so they have to go along with it.  In New Jersey, Liam stood on the catwalk talking about how amazing it was that they were playing stadiums, how amazing it was that the fans had done this for them, and then he laughed, like you do when you realized you just hit the heart of something: “I really think if you wanted to, you could take over the world.”  I looked away from him, at 82,566 seats filled with girls and thought: You’re right.  And you’re the only person telling us that.

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