….You realize, of course, that Hermione Granger lit a teacher on fire when she was eleven, and kept a person alive in a jar for a year when she was fourteen, and studies dark and forbidden magics for kicks, and is one of the brightest and strongest witches of her era. If she came at me, even wandless, I would aparate to Neptune to get away from her.
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God, teach me how to love how You would love.
I think it’s because when we were younger, we dreamed big; about life, about love, about the future. We felt as if nothing was off-limits. There was no place we couldn’t go, no future we could not have. We used our hearts and our minds to climb high the ladders of our dreams. But then reality moved in.
And I don’t think our generation took it too well. The divorces, the insults, the cancers, the bullying, the overall hatred of the world; it shocked our system.
My generation is so depressed because we didn’t expect life to be this hard. We knew of hard times, but, man are these times hard.
As children, we had a goal, a plan, a dream that we pinpointed in the sky. And as we got older, everything changed. Now we’re just floating aimlessly with no destination worthy of our attention in sight.
It is quite depressing.
there’s a huge difference between southern, country, and redneck.