its a new year, a new start. i cannot say how desperate i am for spring to come. spring; pink&white blossom emerging on the trees in the orchard; lambs playfully darting round green fields; daffodils&snowdrops blooming. christmas is a beautiful time of year, but i’m done with the winds and rain and snow. im done with the bitter chills. i need fresh spring air, i need a new start, this is it.
i never suspected anything that i just found out. watching my sister now, i want to cry and keep on crying till i fall asleep. if i feel like this, how does she feel? i can’t believe it. what you did to her. 3 years clearly meant nothing. i thought you’d live happily ever after, i thought you loved her, i thought you didn’t care about sex, i thought you weren’t a user, i thought you liked me enough to want to be my brother-in-law. obviously not. you don’t do that. 3 years, 3 happy wonderful years and now you’ve destroyed her. and i hate you for it. i think if i saw you i would punch you, right in your arrogant fucking face. she’ll probably never be the same again, and its all your fault. all your fucking fault.
i’ve been mad at two of my bestfriends because tbqh they have been two-faced twats. but..its christmas. i wanna be friends with everyone at christmas. life’s too short for fall outs over stupid things.
did percy really get more lines than ginny? lololol
always :’)
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nostalgia
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hmm. emma watson at my age. blarrgghhh. if only i was half as beautiful as her..
everytime we smile, or you laugh at one of my jokes, or i catch you looking at me, or we meet gazes and do our little thing and then fall about laughing. the fact you’ve started putting more kisses to me. the fact you still, without fail, see us as harry potter & ginny weasley. little things like this keep me hoping.
