2 May 1980
You know what? I'm tired of this. I'm tired of walking on eggshells.
I'm going to the Lake. By myself. Ooh scary. Oh no! What could happen!? Join me, kill me. What the fuck ever. Come on Purists, a muggleborn's dangling himself in front of you.
Whatever. I'll be by the Lake with my guitar. Getting as high as a kite for the first time in awhile
I'm going to the Lake. By myself. Ooh scary. Oh no! What could happen!? Join me, kill me. What the fuck ever. Come on Purists, a muggleborn's dangling himself in front of you.
Whatever. I'll be by the Lake with my guitar. Getting as high as a kite for the first time in awhile