I'm guilty of completely zoning out, imagining crazy unreal scenarios (that we wish were real) and getting lost in my own head. I sometimes think that i would rather be lost in my imaginary worlds forever, but then I remember everything i love and i come back to earth.
imagine being in ravenclaw and going back to your common room stumbling drunk in the middle of the night after a magical night of partying and having to answer a fucking riddle in order to get in your own goddamn bedroom
"what gets wetter and wetter the more it dries"
"your mom eeyyyyyyy"
youd need a designated answerer instead of driver
i feel like a crazy justin bieber fan will try and get arrested just to spend time in jail wit him
we’re literally random people around the world sitting on the internet telling bad jokes to each other why the fuck is this the most important thing i’ve got going on