scriptito ergo sum
So. Yeah. Alive. Failing Potions and War, probably. Too much study, I must have slacked off. Absolutely knackered. Weird bruises under my knees, no idea where I got them. And yeah, those are green and silver bits in my hair. Anyone got a problem with that?
I think I wrote half my Runes homework on my arm last night in a sort of delirious madness thingy -- is that going to kill me?
That's it.
[private to Stephen]
Happy now?
[/private]
Oh, and if anyone finds a Dorian Gray wandering about the place, I think I left it in the common room but it's vanished and I want to know what happens. So. I'd like it back. Thanks.
[private to Michael]
Are we a
You all right?
[/private]
[private to Anthony]
Hey. So, are we talking, or what? You take Hexes, Curses and their Counters, right?
[/private]
[private to Adrian]
Searching my skin for fingermarks
to prove you to myself
because
you
are something too amazingly wonderful
to be real
and sometimes I'm afraid
that I dreamed you.
[/private]
I think I wrote half my Runes homework on my arm last night in a sort of delirious madness thingy -- is that going to kill me?
That's it.
[private to Stephen]
Happy now?
[/private]
Oh, and if anyone finds a Dorian Gray wandering about the place, I think I left it in the common room but it's vanished and I want to know what happens. So. I'd like it back. Thanks.
[private to Michael]
Are we a
You all right?
[/private]
[private to Anthony]
Hey. So, are we talking, or what? You take Hexes, Curses and their Counters, right?
[/private]
[private to Adrian]
Searching my skin for fingermarks
to prove you to myself
because
you
are something too amazingly wonderful
to be real
and sometimes I'm afraid
that I dreamed you.
[/private]