Official Statement From Didyouknow:

Earlier this week, someone created an image with my didyouknowblog logo and a made up Harry Potter fact. That image was then tweeted to J.K. Rowling. When she responded to the tweet, TIME.com published an article regarding the incident. 

I want to officially state that this image was a fake, was not made by me, and is not affiliated with this blog in any way. I research every fact I produce, and cite at least one reputable source for my posts. I have nothing but the greatest respect and admiration for J.K. Rowling and am personally a super-fan of the Harry Potter series.

A big thank you to all of my fans for following, reading and sharing the many genuine Harry Potter facts I’ve posted in the past. You guys know I love me some Dumbledore.

“We must all face the choice between what is right, and what is easy.”

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The screenshot on the left started appearing online on November 18th in articles with titles like “Tinder Profiles That Aren’t Tender” and “Tinder Profiles That Get Right Down to Business.”

“Clementine” and I have a few things in common, we both poop and we apparently both like the movie Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. But unlike Clementine, I don’t steal people’s photos and create fake Tinder and Facebook accounts. I think that’s kind of fucked up.

Tinder is refusing to take action on this because you have to have a Facebook account to create a Tinder account, therefore this is Facebook’s problem. Isn’t that convenient?

All I have is this screen shot. I don’t have a link to her Facebook profile, which I would need to report her on there.

Have you seen this person on Facebook or Tinder? Send me a message if you have any leads!

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You packed your bags,
so quickly,
baby,
Like there was a train
shaking this town
and you heard your name
in the vibrations.
Like the roads
led to a sea,
like you finally found God.
like I wasn’t
holy enough for you.
I’m sorry,
I never meant to be so much of a fire
that you tasted hell when you kissed me,
but your lips held sin, too.
And your knees never kissed the
floor the way mine did,
your nails never clawed,
your eyes never leaked like broken pipes
in a Brooklyn sewage system.
It was me that begged and talked to your
closed doors like they were confession rooms.
I loved you enough to find hope in empty skies.
You owe me this at least,
please do not play God with the next girl,
do not tell her to prove her love for you
by bruising her knees,
Do not put her hands in places
that she is not ready to touch.
You turned yourself into
a twisted religion,
baby,
don’t come crawling back to me
when they don’t read your scripture anymore,
don’t come crawling back to me when they
burn all your holy books.
—  Y.Z, Imposter