"The publishing industry looks a lot like these best-selling teenage dystopias: white and full of people destroying each other to survive."
A young writer that I mentor reached out to me last week. “None of these agents look like me,” she said, “and they don’t represent anyone that looks like me.” She’s wrapping up a final draft of her first novel and I’d told her to research literary agencies to get a feel for what’s out there. “What if they don’t get what I’m doing?”
You see Spongebob,
It’s a metaphor. You put the killing thing right between your teeth, but never give it the power to kill you.
the best thing about having the house to myself is that I can make breakfast in my underwear
when all your friends start talking about something you know nothing about
Urgh. :c No words can express my disgust.
Nobody is BORN wanting to hurt animals. It’s a behavior that’s taught to you by your parents and your culture. You can unlearn cruelty. It doesn’t have to be this way.
i think it’s cute when someone admits they have a crush on you
i think it’s a fucking miracle
someone made a really good point in the commentary of a post once which basically boiled down to the fact that james and lily’s patronuses are complements of each other (stag / doe) as opposed to snape and lily’s (doe / doe) which just goes to show how love and obsession are not the same thing at all thank u for ur time
The webcam is set to shoot only one frame in every minute, so the chances of catching this were nearly impossible, but there it is!
"i’m not bitter" i say, bitterly, with a bitter expression
"I’m not sad" I say sadly with a sad expression
"i’m not jealous" i say, with strong emphasis on the word jealous, following it with a forced laugh to show how not jealous i am
my friend Pete literally makes me cry with his snap stories
this is me, i am pete, love me
He may be immortal and indestructible, but there’s no reason you cannot incapacitate him. What Harry often failed to realise is that Voldemort’s physical being is consistently his biggest downfall- so use that as his downfall. Chop that bald snaky dickbasket into a thousand thousand pieces, encase each piece in concrete, and throw some bits in the sea, bury some bits in the ground. No need to destroy him permanently- just make absolutely sure that he isn’t coming back any time soon. He might still be immortal once you’ve chopped him into bits, but as long as his brain’s fairly separated out then he won’t have the intellectual capability to use magic to accio himself back together. Problem solved. Now go attend Hogwarts (but bring a meat cleaver with you for safety).
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