let’s all take a minute to stop and think about how Hagrid gave Harry his homemade birthday cake, told him how much he looked like his parents, and fed him sausages before he even started to explain that he was a wizard

let’s stop to think about how his absolute first priority was to let harry know that he was loved and cared for

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stop saying “his or her”

use their

piss off prescriptivists
acknowledge nonbinary identities
make your sentences less clunky
advocate for common usage which is what leads to grammatical acceptance 

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period panties

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I begin to long for some little language such as lovers use, broken words, inarticulate words, like the shuffling of feet on pavement.
Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via heavydrug)

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I think we are worlds compressed into human form.
Jeanette Winterson, The Daylight Gate (via thismetaphor)

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so NO ONE has made a crop top that says “wanna be on top?” 

i am disappointed with the entire world

julia. 25. philadelphia.
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