That terrifying feeling when you are finishing a book and THERE AREN’T ENOUGH PAGES LEFT FOR ALL OF THE THINGS THAT NEED TO HAPPEN.
Every time I get a message:
Saturday without Doctor Who
My Saturdays have lost all meaning and happiness.
When people mention Harry Potter in a conversation nearby
That awkward moment when you realize Simba is kinda sexy.
He really is.
But he’s a……… lion.
Thanks, Disney. I don’t feel weird at all.
All the time, all the time.