Monday, 28 May 2012

I'm a loser, I know. For now, for now.

FUCK YES I LOVE GETTING FUCKING MESSAGES.


Especially from You-Know-Who.


Not Voldemort.




One of the six impossible things I believe in is her. It's pathetic, isn't it? DAMN YOU, LEWIS CARROLL, DAMN YOU. I tell myself all the time that my upbringing has squashed all of the optimism out of my body. But that just isn't true. 


I am still optimistic, and sometimes, it's this very thing about me that makes me miserable.


BUT MAN, FUCK, THE MESSAGE WAS SO FUCKING CUTE I JUST CAN'T OMG.

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