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I seriously believe this tree creature is going to try to kill me. But I can’t stop watching it…
(Fuente: movingthestill)
“He is jealous for me, love’s like a hurricane, I am a tree bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy. When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory and I realize just how beautiful You are and how great your affections are for me. So we are His portion and He is our prize, drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes. If grace is an ocean we’re all sinking. So heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss and my heart turns violently inside of my chest.I don’t have time to maintain these regrets when I think about the way he loves us… Oh how he loves us…” - by John Mark McMillan
(vía lawlitsmike)
I am NOT a fucking Hufflepuff! I am a Gryffindor!
Pottermore got it wrong and I will fight you, old hat.
Love, Caitlin