I miss singing.

I miss looking at a sheet of music with all those soaring soprano parts, and busting them out like no one’s business. I miss being in a group of people who know how to use their voices. I miss the pitch pipe.

I miss the quiet that comes after the singing, too.

minigigi

thatcouldhavegoneworse:

thatwriterchickyouknow:

septemregnasansae:

no but bi harry deliberately fucking with ron like they’re at christmas dinner or w/e and harry just goes “you know ron i’m in love with your sister and everything but if bill was single…goddamn. i’d go there”

bill winks across the table at harry

ron screams

"GODDAMN IT YOU CAN’T TAKE ALL MY SIBLINGS, HARRY."

"Don’t worry, Ron, you can keep Percy."

catsuitmonarchy

vanconcastiel:

ignotum-per-aeque-ignotum:

fandomstuck:

the fact that there are animals who can see colors that i cant which means that there are colors that exist that it is literally impossible for me to envision is such fucking bullshit that i wanna rip open a couch and eat it

Humans have 3 types of rods for processing color (red green and blue). Mantis Shrimp have 16.

Fucking shrimp. I will NOT be jealous of food.