This is where the movie should have ended.
agreed.
Hi, My name is Donna. If you want to know anything about me this is the place to be because this blog consists of the things that matter to me--that is all. For Personal recollection, and what-not. Most will be writings I found interesting, because if I post every beautiful picture i come by... it will get crowded in here fast. Very fast. That is namely what my other blogs are for, anyways =)
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POLAND. 1948. Teresa, a child in a residence for disturbed children, grew up in a concentration camp. She drew a picture of “home” on the blackboard.
(Source: aufseherin, via funeral-wreaths)
Bluff King Hal was full of beans
He married half a dozen queens
For three called Kate they cried the banns
And one called Jane, and a couple of Annes.
The first he asked to share his reign
Was Kate of Aragon, straight from Spain
But when his love for her was spent
He got a divorce, and out she went.
Anne Boleyn was his second wife.
He swore to cherish her all his life,
But seeing a third, he wished instead
He chopped off poor Anne Boleyn’s head.
He married the next afternoon
Jane Seymour, which was rather soon,
But after one year as his bride
She crept into her bed and died.
Anne of Cleves was number four.
Her portrait thrilled him to the core,
But when he met her face to face
Another royal divorce took place.
Catherine Howard, number five,
Billed and cooed to keep alive.
But one day Henry felt depressed,
The executioner did the rest.
Sixth and last was Catherine Parr
Sixth and last and luckiest far
For this time it was Henry who
Hopped the twig, and a good job too
| Dumbledore: | Welcome back to another year of Hogwarts! |
| Dumbledore: | I actually don't know why your parents still send you here |
| Dumbledore: | There's like a 30% chance you'll die tragically |
| Dumbledore: | And it just goes up every year |
| Dumbledore: | I guess that just means all your parents hate you |
| Dumbledore: | Great let's have some pumpkin juice |