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I’ve been waiting for an ‘appropriate time’ to reblog this but I don’t think yeah so here you go
Sometimes I just talk to myself in English.
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Happy Potter, the boy who laughed
Happy Potter and the Smiling Stone
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Smiles
Happy Potter and the Comedian of Azkaban
Happy Potter and the Goblet of Giggles
Happy Potter and the Order of Puppies
Happy Potter and the Happy Bubbly Prince
Harry Potter and the Lively Hallows.
Join Happy Potter,
Hermione Giggler, and
Ron Wheezing,
in a hilarious adventure to make the Dark Lord laugh.Lord Loldemort is depressed and angry because he isn’t like Happy Potter or Albust Out Laughing Dumbledore. He is joined by a band of equally depressed Laugh Eaters, like Belowtricks LeStrange, and Losinit Malfoy.
Happy must go through many jokes and playful riddles, facing Severe Huss Snape, finding Loldemort’s mysterious Whorecruxes… Which are the only thing that can make him laugh.
Happy is joined by his ragtag team of ex-clowns, Siriusly Black, Remus Laughing, Tinks, The Wheezings, Mad-Eye Not-Moody, Kingsley Cacklebolt, and many others. Together they can save the Wizarding world from sure peril.
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OHMYFUCKINGOD.
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Howl’s Moving Castle Theme composed by Joe Hisaishi
I dream about waltzing with someone to this song.
I don’t dream about waltzing with someone to this song. I actually waltz.
I want to make love to this song
I want to go stand on a bridge in Central Park on a breezy warm spring day in one of my petticoat dresses and a big hat with my hair blowing ever-so-slightly in the wind to this song.
I feel you on this wendy
Someone please…. waltz with me… pleeeeaaaase….
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- france: ten
- france: twenty
- france: thirty
- france: forty
- france: fifty
- france: sixty
- france:
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- france: sixty ten
- world: france what are you do—
- france: four twenties
- world: france stop it
- france: four twenties ten
- world: france that doesn't even make any sense
- france:
- france:
- france:
- world:
- france:
- world:
- france: hundred.
you know them moments when you look in the mirror and you think holy shit that’s me because for some reason it feels like the person you’re looking at in the mirror is an unfamiliar stranger and you begin thinking about how you’re a person on a planet in a solar system in a galaxy in a universe and for a few minutes you ponder the origin and the meaning of existence and then shrug and return to your computer
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