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Wish I had a funny caption for this but I don’t so enjoy these good boys being good friends

The Laskett, Herefordshire, home of Sir Roy Strong and his wife Julia Trevelyan since 1973.

My Synesthesia

Photo by Derek Story on Unsplash

“I’ll be a dreamer ‘til the day I die”

— Spirits- The strumbellas

Tag yourself as the dark side of the Marauders

(Warning this is kinda sad)

James Potter: ‘Be My Mistake’ by The 1975

Heart ache and heart break, constant yearning for more, rain racing on window panes, losing those you love, fogged glasses from a cup of coffee, thunderstorms that shake your soul, loneliness and isolation. 

Sirius Black: ‘Come Undone’ by Adam Barnes

A jigsaw piece that doesn’t fit, clouds covering constellations, the ache in your heart, not being able to prove yourself, wind whistling through the trees, doing what is right and yet feeling as though it’s wrong, never being approved. 

Remus Lupin: ‘This Is Home’ by Cavetown

Dreading an event, anxiety and butterflies that feel like eagles, full moons, hating the way you look in the mirror, fog blocking out the hope, the fear of never being loved, walking through the stars at night, cameras that have run out of film. 

Peter Pettigrew: ‘6/10′ by Dodie

Always being the one left out, damp sticks stopping a fire igniting, always last, hunting for approval like a lion hunts for prey, the feeling of lacking something special, dancing on your own, being talked over, broken vinyls. 

math project aesthetics with sproutbuddy 📚🎨🎒

Tag yourself as the dark side of the Marauders

(Warning this is kinda sad)

James Potter: ‘Be My Mistake’ by The 1975

Heart ache and heart break, constant yearning for more, rain racing on window panes, losing those you love, fogged glasses from a cup of coffee, thunderstorms that shake your soul, loneliness and isolation. 

Sirius Black: ‘Come Undone’ by Adam Barnes

A jigsaw piece that doesn’t fit, clouds covering constellations, the ache in your heart, not being able to prove yourself, wind whistling through the trees, doing what is right and yet feeling as though it’s wrong, never being approved. 

Remus Lupin: ‘This Is Home’ by Cavetown

Dreading an event, anxiety and butterflies that feel like eagles, full moons, hating the way you look in the mirror, fog blocking out the hope, the fear of never being loved, walking through the stars at night, cameras that have run out of film. 

Peter Pettigrew: ‘6/10′ by Dodie

Always being the one left out, damp sticks stopping a fire igniting, always last, hunting for approval like a lion hunts for prey, the feeling of lacking something special, dancing on your own, being talked over, broken vinyls.