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My name is Mindy. I'm eighteen. I'm a chaotic good ENFP Slytherin with a knack for brewing that one Sleeping Draught potion on Pottermore with my eyes closed.


I love theatre, too-soon jokes, NBC, Steve Martin, the oxford comma, and puns. Also, my patronus is a ferret.


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i get it, i’m fat

here is a story about how i want to kill myself because no matter what i do i will never be pretty enough for anyone anywhere

i won a game of texas hold em today during casino night with a pot over 400 dollars because i rock basically and the guy i lost against (who was bluffing wow what a dolt) and he got so butt hurt that he rounded up all of his little baseball friends and began chanting godzilla to me and shrek and shit like???? is that even a thing to call fat people??? his friends took the liberty of doing impressions of me (puffing out their cheeks and waddling with their arms out)

i’ve lost so much weight in the past year and it fucking sucks to still be treated like shit, especially from grown men at my college that are well over 25 years old

i don’t think i’ve ever hated anyone as much as i hate myself and it just really sucks that people won’t let me forget that

no matter how hard i try to forget about shit like that, there are always people that make sure that you remember how disgusting you are and how unworthy of love or attention you are

i have my own peers to thank for that, and my mother to thank for not letting me forget that i won’t be able to be in a relationship at all because i am too gross looking

happy Julia Nunes on Conan Day, i guess

i just want to die