in grade 9 this girl and i were walking to her house and she was like “my hands are cold… ” so i offered her gloves from my backpack and she was like “um no thanks” and i was so confused because like? that’s what they’re for. and. i literally just understood. just now. i am an adult.
please love yourselves
I like to think that this is when Ron decided not to ever worry about exams again.
When I’m somewhere and a bunch of little kids start running around: