My life.
#DEAD
i cannot.
OH MY GOD
OHMYGODDD ITS BACK SADFGHBJCDNKMDSF
W H Y
Okay, I’m having a moment. Let me have a minute to get over this video. Shit I mean … This nearly killed me. I often type into my tags that I’m crying but this time I really mean it. Hp has been over for a year now and I still think that it’s the best damn thing that ever happened to me. And it will never truly end for me. Because I’m sitting here crying over these characters, over this fantastic series which gave me so much. Harry Potter was the first book I’ve ever read and it changed me. I guess I’ll never find the right words to explain my love for these books and movies … But I just wanna say one thing: Joanne K. Rowling … THANK YOU SO, I OWE YOU SO MUCH. Just thank you FOR MAKING MY CHILDHOOD A BETTER AND MAGICAL TIME.
Really though. Wow.
00:34.
00:34 is how far I got in the video when I felt hot tears streaming down my face. Being a part of the Potter generation is like nothing I have ever experienced since. It was the book that taught me to read by myself, it was the story that I clung too in the darkest most depressing hours of my childhood, and it gave me the morals that I still hold close to my heart today as I enter adulthood. It gave me hope to believe in the idea that there is more than meets the eye in our world - and that kind of hope, when you’re a child, is everything. It was a secret world and escape to us as children, but as adults/older teenagers the tale of love and courage, friends and bravery is as relevant as ever.
I opened Philosopher’s Stone when I was seven.
I am nineteen now.
And I now and always will consider the story one of my greatest teachers.
(Source: wwwwwwnnnnn, via a-timelady-named-angelica)
