This Christmas Mourn
I have a feeling that this year is different. In fact, I'm pretty fucking sure it's different. I'm just another student. Failing muggle studies, trying to write in this diary without being a hack, which I'm also failing at.
So Christmas at Hogwarts was an absolute Joy, Dumbledore, the teachers, the spares from my year and a couple of spotty third years. I never did like third years. The enormity of this migraine if forcing me to retire from my little entry.
Bollocks to you all. I really, genuinely don't care anymore.
So Christmas at Hogwarts was an absolute Joy, Dumbledore, the teachers, the spares from my year and a couple of spotty third years. I never did like third years. The enormity of this migraine if forcing me to retire from my little entry.
Bollocks to you all. I really, genuinely don't care anymore.