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"Never blame anyone in your life. Good people give you happiness. Bad people give you experience. Worst people give you lessons and the best people give you memories." #qoutes #neighborhoodmemories #growingup #photography #naturepicture #naturelovers #clouds #peaceful #poetic (at California) https://www.instagram.com/p/BpxcEyTHVtk/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1m5hva8pknv4d

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I had a journalism class this year for about a month in a half. Favortie period, it was chill and layed back, but thats not what I loved about it. The subject it's self was amazing. It was absolutely incredible, telling the truth and digging for the answer we needed to get, required for a story.

Notice the past tenses and "was." The explanation behind that has to do with the power of journalism in itself. So, lets start from the very beginning.

When the first week of class started, we were given the rules and guidelines, long story short, at the end of the week we had to start on our first stories. I, being who I am, choice to do a story behind why the freshmen population had increased dramatically compared to last years sizes. So here my partner and I start they investigation. When the story is finally finished, I am completed proud and astonished by the information we had gathered.

Then my journalism teacher, (changing her name for security issues) Ms. Moon, calls us up. She told us with an almost surprised look, with a deeper meaning that now, I know, what was behind her smile. "The power of journalism girls, rested in your hands for this story. Good job on your writing, very well written." Then she smiled, and we were dismissed.

The next week, since her complements were on a Friday, she came in with a sad look. This wasnt normal since Ms. Moon was a generally a happy teacher in this class period. Glancing at us before continue to make her announcement she states the words that caused a mental breakdown to occur:

"Because the district looked into the class averages, they noticed that my English classes are over populate, so as of next Monday, journalism is here by scrapped." Before she walked back to her desk were chaos and shouts of disagreement broke out, she mumbled. "The power of journalism."

So of course thats the story of how my nosy self that wanted to dig for answer got our journalism class canceled. I feel so bad, not only becasue the story had destroyed the class, but nobody really got to read the story. It was in the process of asking for answer to the questions we had that had ended the entire class.

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Hogwarts in a nutshell

Dumbledore: I love my students. They are too good for this world. I’m proud of them.

Seamus and Dean: *explodes some potions*

Harry and Draco: *screams at each other, throws hexes, flirt angrily*

Crabbe and Goyle: *always hungry, do stupid things, laughs awkwardly*

Oliver Wood: Quidditch! Quidditch! Quidditch!

Fred, George and Lee: *blows up jokes on other students*

Ron: *eats instead of helping*

Hermione: *points random facts, eat the library’s books*

Ginny and Pansy: *gives some advises, throws hexes at students whose annoys them*

Blase: *grimacing All. The. Time.*

Luna: *pointing invisible things with sweet adorable smile*

All dorms: *mad screaming at rumors*

Dumbledore: My beautiful children.

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Has anyone realized thats its 2018 on a Sunday in September where we should be spending time with our family's and yet here we are enjoying the texts post, or is that just me?

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x (requested by anonymous) 

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insp. 

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If Harry ended up like anyone as he grew up it was lupin.

Kind, compassionate but also still fucking sassy

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Whenever you’re ready.

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Guilt is not a parenting tool

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This went from inspirational to outraged in seconds.

Writing Advice: it doesn’t matter if an idea has been done before. It’s never been done by you. So long as you do it well, and in your own way, it’s a wonderful contribution.

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Moody: Why are 18-year-olds so stupid?

James: Excuse you, I’m almost 22 and I’m still a fucking moron.

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Harry/Draco Big Bang Fic & Art: Chocolate and Pastry (Explicit)

Title: Chocolate and Pastry Author: @agentmoppet Artist: @anemonensblog Pairing(s): Draco/Harry (background Ron/Hermione) Other Key Characters: Blaise, Pansy, Ron, Hermione Rating: Explicit Word Count: ~50k Era: Post-Hogwarts Content/Warnings: Fake/Pretend Relationship, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Resolved Sexual Tension, Bisexual Harry Potter, Rimming, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, Masturbation, Light Dom/sub, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Mental Health Issues, Mental Breakdown, Therapy, a lot of fucking therapy, Explicit Consent, But poor decision making Summary: When Pansy bets Draco that there is no chance he and Harry could carry out a genuine romantic relationship, he and Harry form a plan. But as their fake relationship progresses, Draco sees a side of Harry he never expected. Harry is struggling with something, pushing it far down inside him where he doesn’t have to acknowledge its existence. Draco starts to worry, and then he starts to care, and then… horribly… he starts to fall in love. Author’s Notes: Thank you so much to the mods for organising this fest. I’m SO excited to get reading and see the beautiful art. Thank you, thank you, thank you to @anemonensblog for sharing your beautiful art and skills in collaboration with this fic <3 I could stare at your art forever <333 And finally thank you to @musingsofaretiredunicorn and @decanthrope for beta and alpha reading, respectively, and to @mxlfoydraco for beta reading the therapy parts (well, all of it, but focusing on the therapy!) for any symptom or ethical issues! I appreciate you all so much. This fic is also a surprise gift for @blithelybonny! This will come out of nowhere for you, I’m sure :P You were my Erised recipient last year, but I know that you had to drop the fest early on. I’d already plotted this and written a little of it, so, since this fic exists because of your wonderful list of likes/wishes/tropes, I felt it had to be gifted to you. I know this is totally unexpected for you, so there is zero pressure to read! Particularly since I let it go somewhere heavier and more emotionally draining than I originally intended when it was a gift for you. But it’s here if you ever feel like it! <3 Essentially, this fic is my love-note to therapy. Hope y'all enjoy! Artist’s Notes: Thank you so much for writing this beautiful fic, @agentmoppet!! It was an absolute honour to get to illustrate it. Thank you to the mods for doing such a great job, and a special thanks to @gracerene09 for helping me beta my art! Also huge thanks to @saintdrarry for beta help with my portrait of Harry. Hope you’ll all enjoy this wonderful fic and my illustrations. I had a lot of fun with it!

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I have never fueled more understood and attacked in this moment.

Brain: I don’t wanna write anymore. I wanna read something. 

Me: Alright, I guess we could do that for a bit. What do you wanna read? 

Brain: Don’t know. Wanna read. 

Me: There’s a lot to choose from. How about this? 

Brain: No. Not that. I wanna read a thing that fits these exact specifications. 

Me: Uh, alright, wow. Those are really exact specificatio-

Me: …

Me: Are you telling me you want to read the exact thing we were writing? 

Brain: YES! I wanna read that. Let’s read that. 

Me: …

Me: I don’t know how to tell you this, but we have to write it first. 

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