well ok???? here’s me next to the entrance to my apartment??? why the heck would i lie about my height??? I DON’T ENJOY BUMPING MY HEAD INTO EVERYTHING JUST BECAUSE THE WORLD IS BUILT FOR HOBBITS
I’m so over of the legalization of weed being framed through the lens of suburban white kids looking to avoid citations rather than the swarths of black and brown bodies cyclically caged, exploited and viciously rung through the prison industrial complex.
concept: instead of hedwig, Harry goes into the pet store and this little snake in the back of the store talks to him, obviously gets his attention more than the other animals, and harry feels sorry for it so he takes it home. Then the snake helps Harry throughout his years at hogwarts as harry carries it wrapped around his hand all like “pssssst, haaarryyy, the dark lord isss coming sss” or just petty shit like “haaaarrryy, now is the time, assskkk out cho chaaannngg”
The snake getting really agitated in second year and Harry like ‘Aw, what’s wrong little friend?’
And snake’s like ‘Nah don’t worry it’s cool, it’s just that big fuck-off snake in the pipes that keeps making you think you’re hearing things—it’s like, ten thousand foot long, and I’m a corn snake, so you know. Bit intimidating.’
Third year he eats Scabbers and saves them all a lot of time
