jilylicious:

Today, James Potter fell like a marionette whose strings were cut trying to give his wife and baby few precious moments to escape.

Today, Lily Evans cried “Not Harry please, have mercy” to save her son and sacrificed herself to give him a minute more to breathe.

Today, Remus Lupin found himself all alone.

Today, Sirius Black closed the eyes of his brother and swore vengeance no matter how he got it.

Today, Peter Pettigrew hid into the closest hole he can find.

Today, Minerva McGonagall struggled to stay standing when she got the news.

Today, Petunia Evans lost a sister but didn’t shed a tear.

Today, Severus Snape regretted ever overhearing that prophecy.

Today, Albus Dumbledore let his mind choose rather than his heart.

Today, Harry Potter became The Boy Who Lived.

poetrylyrics:

Dear straight people
Who do you think you are?
Do you have to make it so obvious that I make you uncomfortable?
Do you know that makes me uncomfortable?
Now we’re both uncomfortable.

Dear straight people
You’re the reason we stay in the closet.
You’re the reason we even have a closet,
I don’t like closets
But you’ve made the living room an unshared space
And now I’m feeling like a guest in my own house.

Dear straight people
Sexuality and gender: two different things,
Combined in many different ways,
If you mismatch your socks you’ll understand.

Dear hip hop
Why’re you so fascinated with discovering gay rappers?
Gay people rap,
Just like gay people ride bikes and eat tofu.

Dear straight people
I don’t think God has a sexual orientation
But if she were straight she’d be a dope ally,
Why else would she invent rainbows?

Dear straight women
- I mean ‘straight’ women,
Leave me the fuck alone.

Dear straight men
If I’m flirting with you it’s because I think it’s funny,
Just laugh.

Dear straight people
I’m tired of having to prove my love is authentic
So I’m calling for reparations on your asses.
When did you realise you were straight?
Who taught you?
Did it happen because your parents are divorced?
Did it happen because your parents are not divorced?
Did it happen because you sniffed too much glue in fifth grade?

Dear straight people
Why do I have to prove my love is authentic?
Why do I have to prove my love is authentic?
Why do I have to prove my love is authentic?

Dear straight people
Why do you have to stare at me
When I’m holding my girlfriend’s hand like I’m about to rob you?

Dear straight people
You make me want to fucking rob you.

Dear straight allies
Thank you,
More please.

Dear straight bullies
You’re right, we don’t have the same values,
You kill everything that’s different,
I preserve it.
Tell me,
What happened to
Jorge Mercado?
Sakia Gunn?
Lawrence King?
What happened to the souls
Alienated between too many high school walls
Who planned the angle of their death in math class,
Who imagined their funerals as ticker tape parades,
Who thought the after life was more like an after party?
Did you notice that hate is alive and well in too many lunch rooms?
Taught in the silence of too many teachers,
Passed down like second hand clothing from too many parents.

Dear queer young girl
I see you,
You don’t want them to see you
So you change the pronouns in your love poems to ‘him’
Instead of 'her’.
I used to do that.

Dear straight people
You make young poets make bad edits.

Dear straight people
Kissing my girlfriend in public
without looking to see who is around
Is a luxury I do not fully have yet,
But tonight I am drunk in my freedom,
Wrap her hand on the busiest street corner in Philadelphia,
Zip my fingers into hers and press our lips firmly
Until we melt their stares into a standing ovation,
Imagine that we are in a sea of smiling faces even when we’re not,
And when we’re not we start shovelling,
Digging deep into each others eyes we say
“Hey baby ain’t nothing can stop us tonight,
'Cause tonight this world is broken and we are the only thing
That’s gonna keep it together”.

danielle-mertina:

Millennials live such transitory lives and that’s in part why it’s so hard to stay active in terms of voting. 

I’ve had to register to vote 3 times in the last 2 years. First, because I moved to a new state. Second, because I got married and altered my name. And third, because I changed addresses/ moved to a new county within the same state. 

Nobody knocks on your door to remind you that you need to re-register when you change addresses or change your name. Also, some shady states just purge people from the registration list if you miss an election or sometimes “on accident.” So to be safe you gotta check on your registration status prior to any election (which thankfully you can now just do online). 

Voting is really organized so that it’s only easy for geographically stable individuals – who are more likely to be older and/ or middle class. 

thebootydiaries:

person: you’re pretty cool!

me: oh my god prepare to be very disappointed

rabbitrah:

starprincejimin:

god im reading a text about romance fiction (especially targeted at young adults) for class and one sentence in it literally made my brain explode because ive been thinking about this kind of stuff too, how “Many people wouldn’t fall in love if they’ve never heard about it before.” and like…imagine there was no ideal/overaccentuated image of love and romance painted in postmodern mass media….how would we love? would it be purer? more authentic? what would we do differently? would we fall in love at all if we werent constantly being fed an ideal concept of love as the norm in mass media? like what is a natural process of human feelings and what is just a projection of how we want to love and want to be loved based on what we’ve seen on tv and read in books etc? in this essay i will

w … wh … where’s the rest of the essay, op? 

softyyy:

I hope all of you wake up tomorrow with better skin and a happier heart