Harry Potter - Golden Snitch calloused. Untitled Document

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white people be like oh my god what’s happening in ferguson is horrible I’m so glad my imprelatsic european country that colonized 3/4s of the world or  white colony that gained independence and proceeded to kill off the native population doesn’t have institutionalized racism like those crazy americans

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vintagefreshman:

DEAR PEOPLE WHO MADE “THE GIVER” MOVIE:

THERE ARE NO FUCKING HOVERCRAFTS IN THE BOOK

NO HOVERCRAFTS ABDUCT JONAS IN THE BOOK

JONAS AND FIONA DO NOT FALL IN LOVE IN THE BOOK

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“ The only people up at 3 am are in love, lonely, drunk, or all three.

"Write about uncomfortable things. Write about the burn of vodka in your throat. Write about the spider you found on your pillow. Write about how that one boy loves to fuck you, but refuses to kiss you. Write about how you ran out of cover-up and the mailman saw your eye. Write about the time you woke up on Christmas Eve with a puddle of blood between your legs the color of your wild hair. Write about how you thought it was your fault. Write about the time you had to throw away a trashcan full of condoms but still didn’t feel better. Write about the girl who helped your pants off and laughed at what she saw. Write about the way you look at yourself in the mirror. Write about when the neighbor boy pulled your pants down in front of everyone in fourth grade, but in eleventh he was killed by a drunk driver. Is that karma or circumstance?

Write about private things. Write about the way her hips swell up to meet yours. Write about the way sweat shines on his body. Write about the time she cried afterwards and you felt like the worst person. Write about the bite marks on her thighs. Write about how much you love the way his shoulders loom over you, like the wings of a dragon. Write about the time you compared his smile to a seeding dandelion because in one fell swoop, it’s blown away. Write about how often you’ve sat on the roof, chain-smoking and sharing stories about adults with no moral compass. Write about the first time you ever saw a naked body other than your own. Write about when you told him you fantasize being raped and he never spoke to you again. Write about the time she walked in on you with a guy. Write about the time you promised them forever but stole everything and ran.

Write about anything, but for fuck’s sake make it hurt.
Make your readers bleed.”