I know were just a bomb ticking down. Neither of us knows when it hits 0 though. I know in the end I will survive like I always do, and so will you. There will be a radioactive wasteland surrounding me where no one will go and nothing can grow. But for now I am happy that I don’t know when it hits 0. Maybe one of us can trick it into giving us more time. But maybe one of us will smash it so it goes off early.
Imagine finding a dragon egg one day, and it hatches in your house and thinks you’re its mom. Then the next morning you wake up and find this mini dragon has gathered all the lose change and shiny objects in your house in a pile, and is gnawing on a nickel. And then when you take it out for walks, it picks up every coin it sees cause its a hoarder. And your house is eventually full of coins. And you are rich. And have a dragon.
Imagine James and Lily bringing Harry to an Order meeting when he is a few weeks old and Hagrid sees the itty bitty baby that was made by two of his favourite people and asks to hold him and all of other adults are scared that this half-giant with his large lumbering hands will crush the poor thing but Lily and James just smile at each other and place their cooing baby in Hagrid’s arms and Hagrid holds Harry like he’s the most precious thing in the world
nail polish on fingernails: 2 days nail polish on toenails: 200 years. ur ghost will have glittery toes. ur descendants will come out of the womb w/ revlon 791 midnight affair perfectly applied. infinite