aliceblack32

this message may be offensive
im just scrolling through some Marauder Era books, AND PLEASE TELL ME
          	
          	
          	
          	WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD WRITE ONE ABOUT PETER FUCKING PETTIGREW!? 
          	
          	im confused. someone ExPlAiN!!!!!!!

aliceblack32

i dyed my hair!!!! this probably isn't a big deal to anyone, but i have been wanting to do this for so long! i finally convinced my dad into lettinf me. it's black with a blue hue to it.
          
          funny thing is that we completely saturated my hair with 2 bottles of dye. i only really needed one but my hair is pretty dark and has a bunch of different colored natural highlights. 
          
          my hair is darkish brown with honey, yellow, red, light brown, and orange-ish highlights. so bc my hair has so many colors to it, some of them are still poking through my hair. but it's only in certain lighting! it's really funny bc my natural hair is dark, BUT the new color is definitely darker. 
          
          sorry to bore you! lmfao. 

aliceblack32

Chocolate brown & honey gold,
          Her smile bright & always bold. 
          Burgundy & navy blue,
          She never meant that "I love you". 
          Serenity & honeysuckle,
          She is beautiful with a light chuckle.
          Silver gray and hazelnut, 
          The only thing she trusts is her gut.
          Rose quartz & lavender violet,
          Her dream was to be a pilot.
          Canyon rose & orchid hush,
          It is a blessing to see her blush.
          Colors & colors,
          And now a description. 
          That's how this goes,
          So now you can listen. 

aliceblack32

He had remained speechless,
          No words left to say.
          The scene in front of him was enough.
          There on a page of his history book,
          His face plastered in a rough sketch.
          How it got there?
          He didn't know.
          What he did know,
          Is that they shared the same name.
          They shared the same name, age, looks...
          They shared everything. 
          Then all he saw was a brught light. 
          He opened his eyes.
          He saw a different world surrounding him.
          There were trees where his bed laid,
          Bushes where his desk was. 
          Worst of all . . . his clothes changed. 
          He was surrounded by warriors. 
          Their spears and swords locked on him. 
          Once he looked up, he knew. 
          He traveled back in time. 
          And he was in big trouble.