J.K Rowling said that her inspiration for Hagrid came from when she was 19 in a pub in the west country and this terrifying looking guy came in with these other biker guys and the only thing he talked to J.K about was how his cabbages were getting on
|Casey, if you died right now I would make love to your corpse.|
|Bre why are we friends with you.|
|Cuz I'm hecka sweet, did you even hear what I said?|
If u ever feel pathetic just remember that my sister moved 3 states away to avoid a boy
It’s really hard to know you deserve better but to convince yourself you won’t get any better and that you actually don’t deserve better. And then you keep breaking your own heart. It’s entirely cyclical. Maybe one day I’ll be brave enough to break out of the pattern.