I need Harry Potter like a grindylow needs water.

But when you are being physically and psychologically tortured, it is difficult to remove yourself from the pressingness of the moment at hand. Here's how I dealt with bullying: I cried, I hated myself, I hated my life. I didn't deal with it, I survived it, but I never dealt with it. So here are two tips from someone with lots of experience. 1: It's not about you, it has nothing to do with you, it's about the assholes doing it to you. 2: Your job is not to deal with it, your job is to survive it, which you CAN do because it WILL end. And then yes, it will get better.

I'm also pretty impressive when I'm shoving the neck of a lute into someone's chest cavity.

So you go on and on, with this intellectual fly down, your underwear exposed, and toilette paper hanging out the back of your pants.

I think it's pretty ridiculous to sit back and think that we've changed the horse so much, without realizing that they have changed us an awful lot too.

Welcome to the degeneration of my mind.

We are the superhero, none of us individually, but all of us together.