Do you ever ‘wtf white people’ even though you are a white people.
This is so important I can’t even put it into words.
Not all Christians are closed minded assholes.
Not all Muslims are terrorists.
Not all atheists are anti-religion jerks.
"I waited too long to read the sequel, and now I can’t even remember the characters."
A novel by me
"I read the whole series in less than two days, and now can’t separate the events of individual books" the thrilling sequel
There is no inbetween.
in helsinki we don’t have an eiffel tower or big ben or tower of pisa or any other cool famous buildings like that but we have this huge boy peeing in the ocean and i think that says something about finland
and it looks like a motherfucking titan
Twenty years later, no one would remember the days that came just after the war. No one would remember how Ginny couldn’t bear to see her brothers’ faces, all of them reminding her too much of Fred’s. No one would remember how she shut the door of her room in Harry’s face, bile threatening to spill from her gut and eyes black in fury. No one would remember how much she had screamed and how much she had cried, not sleeping a single wink in weeks after, but still drawing whatever energy she had left to scream and curse and break fine china from the shelves.
The public eye never saw and never knew about throwing up stomach acid because there was nothing else left to throw up, but there was so much pain and disgust to force it. Nobody witnessed Harry breaking down the door and storming in with Ron - both of their faces she couldn’t look at - holding her hair and whispering in her ear that it would get better. Nobody knew how promising it sounded just then.
Ultimately, no would remember how big of a victory drinking a cup of tea was and no would remember how triumphant it was not to leave class because even the blackboard remembered you of fallen friends. Twenty years later, it would be forgotten. But healing was a war, and Ginny had won it.