Admit that you’re in love with someone who doesn’t know you exist.
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You don't know you're beautiful.
Hi! My name is Abi. :) and you have reached my tumblr! Expect randomness at all times. You'll find a bunch of One Direction in my likes, if you're curious. :) So, yeah.
That was the best monologue in the movie. Because he realized he was already dead. He was supposed to die his entire life. We pity those kids from poor districts, but have we ever stop to think of the careers? They were trained for this. Knowing they would probably die. What kind of parents use their kids as a business? Trained to make them rich, or die. The children from 12 were poor and starving and weak. But most of them had their parents, loving parents who would die to get some food to bring home for them. Cato and the rest of the careers lived under a fake mask of glory. And he realized it right before he died. “Is that what you wanted?” He screamed to the cameras. Was he blaming the Capitol? Or maybe, just maybe, was there a heartless mother back home, realizing she had killed her child from the day he was born?
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![Perhaps Hermione knew how he was feeling, because she reached for his hand and took the lead for the first time, pulling him forward. Halfway across the square, however, she stopped dead. “Harry, look!”She was pointing at the war memorial. As they had passed it, it had transformed. Harry drew closer, gazing up into his parents’ faces. He had never imagined that there would be a statue… “Harry, they’re here… right here.” And he knew by her tone that it was his mother and father this time. He moved toward her, feeling as if something heavy were pressing on his chest… a grief that actually weighed on his heart and lungs. Harry let [the tears] fall, his lips pressed hard together, looking down at the thick snow hiding from his eyes the place where the last of Lily and James lay, bones now, surely, or dust, not knowing or caring that their living son stood so near, his heart still beating, alive because of their sacrifice and close to wishing, at this moment, that he was sleeping under the snow with them. He put his arm around Hermione’s shoulders, and she put hers around his waist, and they turned in silence and walked away through the snow, past Dumbledore’s mother and sister, back toward the dark church and the out-of-sight kissing gate. [x]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3q96fH6OK1r22rdbo1_500.png)
Perhaps Hermione knew how he was feeling, because she reached for his hand and took the lead for the first time, pulling him forward. Halfway across the square, however, she stopped dead. “Harry, look!”
She was pointing at the war memorial. As they had passed it, it had transformed. Harry drew closer, gazing up into his parents’ faces. He had never imagined that there would be a statue… “Harry, they’re here… right here.” And he knew by her tone that it was his mother and father this time. He moved toward her, feeling as if something heavy were pressing on his chest… a grief that actually weighed on his heart and lungs. Harry let [the tears] fall, his lips pressed hard together, looking down at the thick snow hiding from his eyes the place where the last of Lily and James lay, bones now, surely, or dust, not knowing or caring that their living son stood so near, his heart still beating, alive because of their sacrifice and close to wishing, at this moment, that he was sleeping under the snow with them. He put his arm around Hermione’s shoulders, and she put hers around his waist, and they turned in silence and walked away through the snow, past Dumbledore’s mother and sister, back toward the dark church and the out-of-sight kissing gate. [x]
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i love this so much, so creative.
forever reblog
amazing!
i thought it was actually water coming from the bottle until like the 5th time i reblogged it i actually looked at it carefully and realized there was a waterfall behind it ~
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“I was in the bathroom at that time and my dad came running and said, ‘Guess who they want to play Harry Potter?’ And I started crying. It was probably the best moment of my life.”
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Am I the only person who uses “likes” for practical reasons? Like “I’ll need this”, “I better save this quote”, “Oh, after I read this book I’ll look at this one”, “I might need to stare at this picture later”
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