“There’s a plane leaving for anywhere you want right now, and in an hour, and in a day, and in a year. You can get out whenever you want, it’s comforting I think.”
A compilation of Edward Gorey and his rather gothic poems and illustrations.
imagine a muggleborn in hogwarts starts singing Bohemian Rhapsody under their breath and then another muggleborn notices and starts singing along
and then suddenly all the muggleborns in the area are belting out the lyrics and head banging and every single pureblood is left utterly confused
this is so important to me
David LaChapelle x Sandro Botticelli “Wenus & Mars”
Andrew Scott in The Stag (The Bachelor Weekend)
I wanna be Charlie Skinner when I grow up.