Halloween is approaching. This means many things, but to all wizards, it is a day we should remember for the following reason. On 31st October, Voldemort murdered Lily and James Potter in the attempt to kill a young boy. They lay down their lives to protect their son. Remember their sacrifice so that they shall not be forgotten. On that stormy night 30 years ago, people all over the country were holding up their glasses and saying in hushed voices: 'To Harry Potter - the boy who lived!' We should do the same. Reblog this post to spread the memory. So, celebrate both Halloween and this memorable day!
laughing so hard because i just caught up on last night and Seamonkey and fucking BABAR okay i am screaming
it’s times like this that I really approve of my life choice to be in love with them
i can’t stop imagining the two of them running into each other at one of the parties without realising it and just stopping, and looking each other up and down, and then pissing themselves laughing.
and Darren’s playing with Chris’s headpiece thingy going this is fucking awesome man you MADE this?? and Chris just has fistfulls of the green suit and he’s almost crying he’s laughing so hard and his voice goes really high pitched and he’s going you’re BABAR oh my GOD.
If you look me in the eye and tell me that you’ve never had a crush on some form of a celebrity you can damn well expect me to slap you across the face for lying to my face. At least have the decencay to do it behind my back. Okay nobody likes a backstabber, but you know what I’m getting at.
It is incredibly easy to get caught up in a celebrity. It’s just as easy as getting attached to a TV series, movie or a book. But how far is too far?
I’m an easy target. Outsiders must look at me, actually even my friends look at me and think ‘dude, don’t you have anything better to do with your time?’ Snap back to reality (oh there goes gravity). But is it really my fault that pretending I’m in a movie/tv show/book or having a secret affair with my celebrity crush of the month is more interesting than my life? It can’t be helped. I’m not saying my life is boring or lacking excitement, although if I’m being honest it’s not the whirlwind adventure I’m looking for, but I’m partly to blame for that. I’d rather spend my time daydreaming, watching a movie or burying my nose in a book. I’d like to think the man of my dreams is just going to appear and be happy have a semi anti-social life.
In the words of Liz Lemon:”I just wish I could start a relationship about twelve years in, when you really don’t have to try anymore, and you can just sit around together and goof on TV shows, and then go to bed without anybody trying any funny business.”
As usual I’ve gotten off topic again. My point is that I go through many crushes, they come and go no matter how hard I try to stop them. It’s how I connect with people.
Again, in the words of Abed:“I can only connect with people through movies.”
But that doesn’t mean I’m waiting for them to come into my life and expecting them to fall in love with me. It doesn’t mean I’m going to stalk them and photograph them and‘follow them until they love me.’ That’s when you know you’ve gone too far.
Humans are interesting. It just sucks that the interesting ones I seem to find are celebrities therefore making them unattainable. But it’s okay for me to daydream every now and then, isn’t it? It doesn’t make me crazy, nor do I like people thinking that I’m some obsessed love crazed fan because of it. I know my limits. Do you?
- Lea Michele on shooting the intimate scene with co-star Cory Monteith (x)
and Darren when filming with Chris was probably like “Oh it was so beautiful and organic, but do you know what would have made it better, Freenlance whales playing in the background…who are a band my brother is in…you should listen to them”