On Valentines Day in 1884, Teddy Roosevelt’s wife and mother died within hours of each other. This was his diary entry for that Thursday.
harry can defeat the dark lord but can’t pick up some bacon
he looks at it like he just dropped his hopes and dreams
Whoop there’s goes my bacon just like my parents and my pride.
Just like my parents
JUST LIKE MY PARENTS
school pisses me off so much are you actually gonna evaluate my level of intelligence based off my ability to find the area of a fucking triangle oh my god
I like everything except for country and rap.
who’s your favourite gregorian chant artist
do you ever just look at children of couples in films or television shows and go
you are genetically impossible
that is not a dominant allele
we are too damn smart
the sexual tension when u and ur crush are online on fb at the same time and u just stare at their lil green dot
and suddenly you know what gatsby felt like
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