Evening Sunshine

Hi guys. I'm Kaye Pavino, 15 years old from the Philippines. :) I'm Augustinian, a fan of Harry Potter (DREW & H/Hr shipper!), Pokemon, animals, and pretty much anything fun. I like writing, reading, hanging with friends, reblogging, stuff like that. Anyway, thanks for visiting my blog! :)


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notardisnoscrewdriver:

cranberryv0dka:

heythatsmytoast:

BECAUSE MEN HAVE TO DO MANLY MEN THINGS LIKE RUNNING THROUGH TREES AND EATING ROCKS.

They both are so adorable XD holy shit. 

I reblog this every time I see it. 

(via ever-overthinking)

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donttouchmyzanpakuto:

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Emma Watson in My Week with Marilyn. 

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rachellrosales:

if penny proud’s family is black
then what the hell are they

rachellrosales:

if penny proud’s family is black

then what the hell are they

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itsathreepatchproblem:

He didn’t lose his sanity in Azkaban. It was already gone by then. He did not protest as the Ministry witch angrily informed him that Crouch had sent him to Azkaban for life, without a trial. He did not protest as the dementors locked him in his cell, and he did not protest when they visited daily, wanting to suck every last bit of life out of him. He was the original rebel, and he didn’t need to protest to rebel against them. His silence, his appearance of sanity, was rebellion enough.

But he wasn’t sane. Not without James. Not without the freedom that James had bought him when they had become friends. In Azkaban, they thought they had silenced the rebel, but they had not. He was rebelling- for James, for Lily, and for himself. Because that’s what he did. He was a rebel. [x]

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