Rogan

Hello, I'm Rogan I am 24 Year's old and I'm currently living in Auckland, New Zealand
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cwote:
“you can do anything you set your mind to :))
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mhalachai:
“ thoughtsyouread:
“this is a strip club in vancouver.
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to clarify, David Duchovny is banned from the No. 5 Orange strip club for comments he made in the late 90s about Vancouver’s  crappy  weather, not for behavior that normally gets one...

psychedelic-people:

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David Bowie

Jan 8, 1947 - Jan 10, 2016

the most unrealistic thing about harry potter

tarvek-sturmvoraus:

kyraneko:

animateglee:

ohboywonder:

is that no teacher ever called him James by accident, or that Ron never was called “Bill-, eh Charl-, no Per-, argh!”

As a younger sister who knows this struggle all too well: THIS IS REAL. Pretty sure 70% of my past teachers still think I’m called what my sister is called in fact.

Imagine Fred being called Percy by McGonagall accidentally and then he gets so offended that he refers to her by “Professor [insert any other name but McGonagall” for the rest of the year, costing Gryffindor a considerable amount of points one at a time.

From then on, she vows to just call them all Mr Weasley.

Until Ginny comes along and she calls her Mr Weasley by accident and Ginny “accidentally’ calls her Sir and it starts again.

It’s lightly off-topic but also slightly relevant but I have long cherished this mental image of Professor Snape saying something snappish to Harry in just the wrong tone of voice and Harry absentmindedly, wearily, and completely accidentally responding with, “Yes, Aunt Petunia.”

which would have all kinds of additional ramifications when you remember snape is the only one who knew petunia personally

mernymphs:

“Follow your inner moonlight; don’t hide the madness.”

Allen Ginsberg

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mydarling-suggestions:

you’ve always been good enough

greencrook:

greencrook:

My uni students asked me if they had homework for the holidays and I felt so bad for them and their tired, dead eyes that I told them to just mail me pics of their favorite pokemons.  

Three students sent me digimons I can’t fucking trust them with anything I give up