In retrospect, Ed Edd and Eddy was maybe the most relatable show from my childhood, in that it struck a very realistic balance between “a lot of people are going to be shitty to you for essentially no reason, sometimes without even realizing how much they’ve hurt you” and “sometimes you really, genuinely do bring it on yourself, dude.”
Conclusion: Voldemort was the most useless, magic dependant wizard that ever existed. He could have lived till like 200 if he just ate well and exercised, but no he had to go and split up his soul and ruin perfectly good jewellery, fucking dumbass.
this sounds like it was written by hermione granger at 1 am
