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Rachel?

Just so you know...

I love you a ton. And I would definitely be online right now (well, and earlier, since it's getting late for you now) to talk to you if I wasn't absolutely positively swamped.

All nighter, maybe?

Let's just say I've gotten myself into a pickle this time.

"Happy Christmas, Ron."
"Happy Christmas, Harry."

Happy Christmas, Rachel.

I love you. ;)

I'm torn apart.

I have no purpose, no life, no feeling. Four years...four years, for this? I never counted on this...I thought I'd prepared for everything. But nothing could have prepared me for this, nothing. I don't know what to do with myself. This is where my heart and soul were placed, and they were there for a reason. Tonight, both were viciously ripped from me and shredded to pieces. It was coming, I knew that. It's just amazing what an impact only a few hours can have on you.

It's done, it's over. Never again. What could have been never was, and I feel like nothing but a shell. It could have been a satisfied shell, drained but accomplished - instead, it is an empty shell, a carcass. I feel as if I am mourning the loss of a person....but perhaps that only comes from the fact that I am crying over the little part of me that died tonight.

Rachel!

I now have $210 to my name. So...I think I'm pretty close to making it to Michigan! I'll definitely be saving that - I won't spend a penny! I think I'll need a bit more, but I'm $50 closer now than I was half an hour ago.

:)

Haha, we talked about something else in AP Literature today that reminded me of you...oh, Freudian! Oh, it made me giggle.

I'm running off of three hours of sleep. So I'm probably even more loopy today than I was yesterday. But that's okay. :D

GAH!!!!!!!

What more do you want me to do?






Okay, I'm done now.

RACHEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


I'm liberated!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Horray!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*eats gummy bear*

Anyway.

Since neither of us are going to be online as much, I have the feeling you'll still be checking here. And no one else reads this, so why not just write you messages here?

I miss you! Hopefully I'll get to talk to you tonight, but if not there's always tomorrow...or the day after that...or the day after that...or the day after that...or....well, somewhere in there, I hope.

Hope school's going alright for you. :)

I'll do it on here because quirkie is the only one who reads it.

( Survey )

prompt: matches

( Muggle monstrosities )

prompt: Greece

( Greece )

Prompt: toes

( Dudley's Waltz )

quirkie tagged me. Unfortunately, you're the only one that reads this, and you've already done it.

1. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.
2. Tag seven people to do the same.
3. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag whoever wants to do it.

( Quirkie got me )

Prompt: aardvark

( But where...? )

I can't do much, but....

Takes place in Prisoner of Azkaban.

( It was times like these... )

Prompt: calendar

( Yesterday Again )

Okay, I lied.

Except it doesn't matter, because only one person reads this anyway.

Prompt: cap

( Wizard Wheezes )

One more, one more.

Prompt: drapes

( Christmas Gift )

Haha, here's another.

Prompt: kite

( One Fine Day )

Prompt: box


( Another Time )

Chapter 1


( Chapter 2 )