even if the rain always wins

my name is cait. twenty-one years old. living the dream up in new hampshire. I study psychology and substance abuse/addictions at hippie bullshit college. I like to look for weird things in the woods, walk around ponds, and listen to people play music.
I believe strongly in live free or die.

(Source: twirling-rainbow-monkeys, via fra-gility)

I really enjoy the talking mirror in Harry’s room when he stayed in the Leaky Cauldron during the beginning of the third Harry Potter book

when he tried to flatten his hair -
“you’re fighting a losing battle there, dear”
when he announced out loud that he wasn’t going to let Sirius murder him -
“that’s the spirit, dear”