When my sister was little, she had an imaginary friend called Jackie. One Sunday, my great aunt was over and my sister came in, announced to the room that Jackie fell down the stair and died, and left. My great auntie calmly looked up and said “how did she know about that?” Apparently, my great auntie had a little brother called Jack (her mother, who died a little before my sister was born, called him Jackie) and when he was 7, he fell down the stairs, banged his head and died.
All aboard the Nope Train to Fuck-That-ville.
(Source: rihannasblunt, via neptunain)
I just really love it when actors wear t-shirts about their projects or friends for fun
I love how half of these are Rupert Grint he’s so cute