Rose Addams
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Hello there. My name is Rose Addams. Just a girl from London floating around aimlessly trying to make sense of the fuckery that is life; so this blog is pretty much my release. Enjoy!
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20 / 8 / 14

Just had such a chilling thought. The scary thing about mental health illnesses is that effectively your mind is trying to destroy you… And for some people it gets so bad that it succeeds in destroying you completely. I hope it never gets that bad.

20 / 8 / 14
"The demon inside me is fighting even harder because I’ve started to fight it." - i will recover. (via anothergirlinterrupted)

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20 / 8 / 14

thecarefree:

sometimes even the strongest of people can break down just because they’ve reached their limit

i am not even beating myself up because these are real words that have been thrown at me like nothing and i try to keep it to myself and pretend it won’t bother me

but sometimes i do give a shit, a big painful one

and sometimes it makes me want to bow my head down to the floor and apologise simply because i am not enough 

i’m sorry, everyone, i’m so sorry

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14 / 8 / 14

piertotum-locomottor:

wholockiandemigod:

allonsyforever:

mrkittytheastronaut:

rnrmurden:

angelsofmanhattan:

lumos5000:

weasleyandpotter:

SEVENS IN HARRY POTTER. SEVEN BOOKS IN THE SERIES. SEVEN HORCRUXES. SEVENS ON HIS FOREHEAD

Other sevens in Harry Potter:

  • 7 years at Hogwarts
  • 7 floors of Hogwarts
  • 7 galleons for a wand
  • 7 positions in quidditch
  • 7 tasks in the Sorceror’s Stone
  • 7 potions in task 6
  • 7 Weasley children
  • Ginny is the 1st Weasley girl in 7 generations.
  • Gryffindor beats Slytherin for the house cup for the first time in 7 years in the Sorceror’s Stone
  • 7 books Gilderoy Lockhart requires for DADA (CoS)
  • 7 muggles see Harry and Ron fly the car (CoS)
  • 7 days of Aunt Marge (PoA)
  • Arthur Weasley wins 700 galleons (PoA).
  • 7 tear drops on Hagrid’s letter to Hermione (PoA).
  • 7 people in the Shrieking Shack (PoA): Harry, Hermione, Ron, Sirius, Lupin, Snape, and Pettigrew.
  • Voldemort killed Frank Bryce who was 77 to make the 7th horcrux.
  • 7 locks on Moody’s trunk (GoF)
  • Dobby has 7 socks (GoF)
  • Unicorns don’t turn pure white until they’re 7 years old. (GoF)
  • Harry was “born as the 7th month dies…” (OotP)
  • 7 memories of Tom Riddle (HBP)
  • Harry and Ron get 7 O.W.L.s each (HBP)
  • 7DADA teachers
  • 7 questions Bellatrix asks Severus in Spinner’s End
  • 7 Harry Potters with 7 Order members
  • 7 races in the wizarding world: Human, Giant, Goblin, Centaur, Elf, Werewolf, Veela
  • There are 142 stairs at Hogwarts which adds to 7 (1+4+2=7)
  • Cleansweep 7
  • Gryffindor Tower is located on the 7th floor
  • Nicholas Flamel and his wife have 7 years age difference
  • 7 hidden passageways out of Hogwarts on the Marauders’ Map
  • Flitwick’s office (where Sirius is locked in PoA) is on the 7th floor
  • 700 ways to commit a foul in Quidditch.
  • The Tri-Wizard Tournament was first established 700 years before it’s appearance in the GoF.
  • Fred and George charge 7 sickles for a canary cream
  • Clause Seven of the Decree states that magic may be used before Muggles in exceptional circumstances
  • The Room of Requirement, used for DA meetings, is on the 7th floor. (OotP)
  • Cormac McLaggen’s mother was married 7 times. (HBP)
  • 7 death eaters at the tower in HBP: Draco, Fenrir, Amycus, Alecto, tall blond, Snape, Gibbon as well as 7 members of the Order and the DA: McGonagall, Tonks, Lupin, Neville, Ginny, Hermione, Ron
  • Lily began going out with James in their 7th year at Hogwarts
  • The prophecy is in row 97 in the Department of Mysteries
  • There are 7 Animagi registered with the Improper Use of Magic Office
  • 7 people locked in the Malfoy’s cellar (DH): Ollivander, Luna, Dean, Harry, Dean, Ron, and Griphook

HOW HAVE WE NEVER NOTICED THIS BEFORE!?!?!?

Guys there’s no notes on this post. We broke another post on tumblr…

JK Rowling is the greatest writer ever

7 is the number for completeness in numerology

0 notes y’all broke it again

"isn’t seven the most powerful magical number"

WE BROKE ANOTHER FUCKING POST.

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14 / 8 / 14

cuddlemonstercas:

flyingbackwards:

cuddlemonstercas:

oneglitterorgy:

urbandictionaryfinds:

hidefjesus:

I laminated a paper towel

why does this have 31 thousand notes

You made it useless but also prevented it from the end it was predestined for.

But wait this is actually freaking me out though, it raises so many questions about the otherwise incomprehensible meaning of life as a collective whole versus personal sustenance and longevity

Imagine if one day you were given a choice: Become immortal and indestructible for eternity, unable to be harmed by anything ever again, and get to live forever.

However, in order to achieve that you must give up whatever your purpose in life is. Whatever it is that you were always meant to do, what you were supposed to contribute to the overall scheme and future of the life of the universe, your purpose… the whole reason you were even created, even born in the first place. You must give that up. You don’t know what that is. You’ll never know; But, regardless, you say yes.

Perhaps you assume you wouldn’t have made any sort of significant difference anyway. That butterfly effect theory or whatever they call it? Nah, you call bullshit. It doesn’t matter - you don’t matter, at least not to anything outside of your immediate connections - and it’ll all be fine, and you’ll just live forever with minimal (or maybe even no) consequences.

So, yay! You’re now immortal. You’ll never die or get hurt ever again. Wee!

But then, centuries and centuries later (not to mention that by this point you’ve gone through horrible heartbreak and misery and despair because every loved one you ever had, every friend you ever made, ever person you barely got to know, has passed away, died as you lived on long without them, helpless to do anything for them as you watched them perish, unable to ever go with them or ever see them again. But I digress), now, you learn you actually were important in the grand scheme of things. You were supposed to be a key factor in the world’s survival, long ago; but, because of the choice you made (immortality over individual purpose), you were never given the knowledge or awareness or resources or ability to save the world that you were always supposed to obtain, before you unknowingly made the wrongest choice to ever wrong.

Needless to say, you’ve fucked up big time.

The entire universe as we know it is destroyed soon after this horrifying revelation. It implodes, collapses in on itself, essentially forming a massive black hole or something. Stars, nebulae, galaxies, solar systems and planets, worlds and worlds of living people and things, and light-years of time and space and life, all sucked up into absolute, indefinite nothingness.

But you remain.

Just you. Floating amongst, spiraling around, rocketing through, suspended in… nothing. With a feeling of such unbelievable loneliness that your feeble brain can hardly perceive, can’t possibly hope to comprehend. Not only are you the only living thing left, you don’t even have one inanimate object to keep you company. You have literally. Nothing. And you are literally nowhere. I mean, technically, you are now the universe - if it would bring you petty comfort to think about it that way. You. Only you. With nothing, no one, nowhere. Forever. And ever. And ever.

All because you thought you didn’t matter. That you had no real, meaningful purpose. That you could never possibly make a difference.

But you did. And now look what you’ve gotten yourself into, you silly nugget. You’re gonna be pretty bored and lonely for that eternity, huh?

Or maybe it was out of selfishness. Maybe this wasn’t because you felt useless, but because you simply only cared about prolonging your own life and nothing else. Hm.

The moral here? Be selfless, and always know and remember that you matter.

Or else, one day, you might destroy the universe. And be left to suffer, and be tortured horribly and endlessly by the void of nothingness that has consumed you. With no way to escape. Ever.

Other moral because I got sidetracked from my initial point - all things considered, would you choose longevity over purpose? Immortality over meaning? 

OR, IDK, MAYBE SOME IDIOT JUST LAMINATED A STUPID PIECE OF PAPER TOWEL FOR NO GOOD REASON

AND MAYBE I SHOULDNT BE LOOKING FOR THE ANSWERS TO THE MEANING OF OUR SHORT, FRAGILE LIVES IN

A LAMINATED

PAPER

T OW E L

IDK MAN,

I D K

Write. A. Book.

What if I did write a book

and the pages of that book

were made out of

laminated

paper towels

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