Bonjour , I go as Sherine and this is my blog and I really dont have much to say right now, and that seems pretty fail, but please come back later, because I will be sure to put up some really cool shit that will make me obsessed with blogging and slowy turn me into a lifeless narc..

Things that make my world go round; Zayn fucking Malik. Harry Potter. The Hunger Games. Degrassi TNG. Glee. Vampire Diaries.Taylor Lautner. Tom Hiddleston, Bronson Pelletier.Ian Somerhalder. My Cellphone.Soo much more,




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I'm an American born Canadian, currently a sophomore at Brother Andre' and am known to speak the fluent language of sarcasm and wit.


Soul of a Slytherin. Once a death eater, forever a Death eater.


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“One person will come up to me and say, like, Are you on Glee? And I’m like… Yeah! I am!

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When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’

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God bless drag queens.

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Because misunderstood good guy Loki. (Don’t ask me why I did it I just feel like it needed to be done. This isn’t entirely original, but most of it I really came up with.)

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