"Its hard to imagine that everything that says its real might just not be real, and everything that you feel is extraordinarily unique to yourself only."
I'm Anna, I like to Reblog (a lot...), Iqra =win/♥/mother, I wish more of my friends used Tumblr, NJ (minus the drunkness and pickles), 19
YEAH. FOR SEVEN FUCKING YEARS, YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE SHIT.
omg im creying at the comment.
the comment, omg.
omg. so many mixed emotions right now.
When they all see that Harry isn’t actually dead George turns around beginning to say “Fred” but there is no Fred. He wanted to share this with his brother but then he remembered he wasn’t there….
oh my god….
OMFG TEARS