It's hard...
... I'm trying so hard to be happy, but just when I think things are going my way, something happens to completely knock me back down again.
I wish people would look at me like I actually exist, because if they did they would see that I'm not as fine as they think I am.
Bloody pride.
Still. I'm going to get my Harry Potter book in just under 4 hours so I have that to look forward to [which, in itself, is actually quite a sad thing to be excited about on a Friay night at my age].
Ron and Hermione to get together, but on his deathbed [yes, I fear my Ronny is a chosen main character *wails*] he tells her to go be happy with Harry [cos Ginny snuffs it too, poor Molly] and make lots of lovely babies.
I wish people would look at me like I actually exist, because if they did they would see that I'm not as fine as they think I am.
Bloody pride.
Still. I'm going to get my Harry Potter book in just under 4 hours so I have that to look forward to [which, in itself, is actually quite a sad thing to be excited about on a Friay night at my age].
Ron and Hermione to get together, but on his deathbed [yes, I fear my Ronny is a chosen main character *wails*] he tells her to go be happy with Harry [cos Ginny snuffs it too, poor Molly] and make lots of lovely babies.