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thesealionprojekts:

Kreatives Schreiben (Part 1)

Destruction:

He woke up in the dark,

damp and still dismally depressed.

The screen on his phone glowed

with the intricate lacing

of a spider web stretching

all the way across. In a single toss

to an already familiar

and dented white plaster wall

the glow slowly dimmed

and the buzzing stopped. His hand

dangled off the bed and his fingers

grazed the pile of ashes

and smacked into the pottery bowl

allowing it to roll, spreading a few more inches

of cigarette mistakes.

Destruction fogged whatever clarity was left in his room.

Yet the liquor still wasn’t strong enough

to destroy the memories of her.

Needed this. 

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noreasterly:

They’re aliens. They have to be. I CANNOT HAVE THE SAME CELLS AND NUMBER OF CHROMOSOMES AS THEM.

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Headcannon: Hermione Granger came to terms with her hair when, while watching muggle telly with her parents, she saw River Song for the first time. 

I realize these timelines don’t match up, but I’m chosing to ignore it. 

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