"My name isn’t important. There’s someone else. The man who sent me out there, the man who told me to walk the Earth."
I’m a screw up. And I plan to be a screw up until my late twenties, maybe even my early thirties.
YESTERDAY EVENING I WAS WONDERING WHY REMUS LOVED CHOCOLATE SO MUCH WHEN I REALISED
CHOCOLATE IS POISONOUS FOR DOGS
WHAT IF YOUNG REMUS STARTED LOVING CHOCOLATE BECAUSE HE THOUGHT IT KILLED THE WOLF PART OF HIM
just once I want a Lupin headcanon that doesn’t make me want to set myself on fire
i have so many tv shows to watch and so many books to read and only two weeks until college starts again and nope