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"I’m clumsy too so I do understand that." She let out a small laugh. "Here, you don’t have to do everything by yourself." She spoke softly and helped him clean up.

"I do understand.. but most people are easy to get along with. I’m nit saying we should be friends but I think you’d be a good friend."

A genuine smile formed on her face when he agreed to get sweets with her. “Thank you, I am too. At least we have something in common.” She shrugged and then saw Snape approach. She gave a ornery look and waited for him to question her. But he just said, “hmm..” and then dismissed them for class to be over.

"Guess we can get our candies now." She smiled. "I know you’ll like them."

Yes, those sweets are probably the only things I’ll enjoy of our time together…↲

Instead of making his way to his common room like he usually would, Ciel reluctantly stayed behind with the girl and followed her to wherever she was going. He supposed it was somewhat nice to speak with her, but the was his limit. He would get what he agreed to and then leave. 

Is there a reason you decided to finally show up to class, or are you on a completely random schedule?↲

"Of you say so.. I’ll bring you sweets everyday after class okay?" She smiled as they walked. The hallways were empty and she seemed to take a secret path that Ciel didn’t know about. It had a glass window and a painting on the wall. It also had a huge bed that was in the middle of the room. It basically looked like a huge room.

"Lets just say that I’m really busy.. I honestly just can’t make it to class because I have duty’s to hold.’ She explained. She sat down on the bed which had a book case to the side of it and then a nightstand to the other. She opened the drawer to the stand and pulled out a box of candies. "Here, sorry about the room. Its the only place I can stay since I leave so much it’d disturb the others in the dorms." She smiled and handed him the whole box. "So do you ever miss your family?" She asked as she waved her wand and said a chant, making the window bigger—letring more light in.





The most dangerous phrase in the language is, “we’ve always done it this way.”

"Come on, let’s mix it up!" The heart surgeon says.

"B-but we’ve always done it this way!" The other replies, "this is how you replace a heart valve."

"That’s the most dangerous phrase in the human language!" The first surgeon replies haughtily as he inputs a fruit loop into the patient’s heart. "This will be his valve. He will be a fruit loop in a world of Cheerios."

(taken from this post on the experiments of Harry Harlow)

This is serious business, because this is a large part of how sexism, racism, homophobia, rape culture, ethnocentrism, etc. continue to happen.

That bullshit heart surgery example doesn’t even make sense though, does that person think that we’re still doing heart surgery the exact same way we’ve always done heart surgery? As if medicine isn’t constantly changing and updating? Wow it’s almost like people are finding excuses to not have to think critically about the world!

(Source: uvmsemba)

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