Trust me -- There's no need to fear. Everyone's here, waiting for you to finally be one of us.
Trust me -- I'll be there when you need me. You'll be safe here. When you finally trust me, finally believe in me.
Haven't seen Pansy, haven't seen Millicent, haven't seen Ginny, haven't seen Draco.
Have seen -- or heard, rather -- quite a bit from Mum Weasley and her Mum Weasley knowledge (which I've found to be quite lacking and predictable), and I found myself sitting back, and thinking, "Blaise, if you're spending your days not playing quidditch, not practicing for quidditch, not hanging out with your friends, why not spend your energy getting into a bitch fight with someone else's mum?" and then I thought, "Damnit. Bitch could at least invite me over for tea while I prove her wrong." and I proceeded to take a jog.
On a lighter note, Lavender explained her kicking me in the balls after kissing her by saying she believes to think I have a rapist mentality, and that when I get angry, I would tend to drift towards venting my frustrations by raping a girl. To this, I say 'PFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!' I don't need to rape anyone. And then she slapped me a few times and said I appeared sick enough that I look as if I just might die the next day. A real fucking charmer, that one. Sodding bint.
Whole bloody school went mad, and then calmed down so much that no one appears to be doing anything at all, which has only left me confused, as I can't decide how I liked it better.
I will, let you down, I'll let you down, I'll -- When you finally trust me, finally believe in me.
Haven't seen Pansy, haven't seen Millicent, haven't seen Ginny, haven't seen Draco.
Have seen -- or heard, rather -- quite a bit from Mum Weasley and her Mum Weasley knowledge (which I've found to be quite lacking and predictable), and I found myself sitting back, and thinking, "Blaise, if you're spending your days not playing quidditch, not practicing for quidditch, not hanging out with your friends, why not spend your energy getting into a bitch fight with someone else's mum?" and then I thought, "Damnit. Bitch could at least invite me over for tea while I prove her wrong." and I proceeded to take a jog.
On a lighter note, Lavender explained her kicking me in the balls after kissing her by saying she believes to think I have a rapist mentality, and that when I get angry, I would tend to drift towards venting my frustrations by raping a girl. To this, I say 'PFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!' I don't need to rape anyone. And then she slapped me a few times and said I appeared sick enough that I look as if I just might die the next day. A real fucking charmer, that one. Sodding bint.
Whole bloody school went mad, and then calmed down so much that no one appears to be doing anything at all, which has only left me confused, as I can't decide how I liked it better.
I will, let you down, I'll let you down, I'll -- When you finally trust me, finally believe in me.