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Hi, I'm Hannah! I'm 23, and I live in the state of Texas, USA. This blog is mostly about fangirling, but I will throw in an original post every now and then. :)

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y’alllllll i just watched the last Fourth Doctor episode and i feel so weird


marauder era stories are awesome until you remember everyone dies

hermione + text posts


Thank you and good luck, Li Na!

"When I started playing tennis, I was just a neighborhood kid with an after-school hobby, not realizing what magical journey lay ahead of me. If I only knew what a vehicle the sport of tennis, along with my success, would become for my beloved China. While my journey hasn’t been easy, it has been rewarding. I’ve seen change happening in front of my eyes, young girls picking up tennis racquets, setting goals, following their hearts and believing in themselves. I hope that I’ve had the opportunity to inspire young women all over China to believe in themselves, to set their goals high and pursue them with vengeance and self-belief."

"Whether you want to be a tennis player, a doctor, a lawyer, a teacher or a business leader, I urge you to believe in yourself and follow your dream. If I could do it, you can too! Be the bird that sticks out. With hard work, your dreams will come true." (x)

Happy 40th Birthday Jimmy Fallon! (9.19.1974)

Documenting trips makes them that much richer. I stick in train tickets and business cards from restaurants. It makes the whole experience poetic, describing the sights, smells and sounds around me. It means I can relive the holiday years later.

So many times he has watched her leave, a timid smile being her silent goodbye before she’d turn her back to him and chase a hope that would crush both of their hearts; so many times he has faked a laugh before sinking into the void she has left behind, her empty desk being a constant reminder of her being so distant; so many times she has been helplessly torn away from him before he had a chance to hold her close. Too many times she has left to face life alone and has come back with nothing but death in her heart.

But this time he won’t let her go, not alone at least. This time it’s not only his eyes that follow her, but it’s his whole body, his whole being that hops on the plane with her, ready to fight her battles on a foreign field and to heal her wounds after the war.

One day, when the warriors rest and the hearts beat in synch, she lies next to him and loses herself in his warm green eyes. He smiles at her, strokes her cheek with his thumb, holds her in his strong arms and lets her lay her head on his chest. Lulled by his breath, she slowly drifts off to sleep and savors some minutes of peace before hours of war.

That day, she’s not far from home. Not really.