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Deathly Hollows

Posted on 2007.07.21 at 09:03
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I'm done. I'm exhausted. I'll post something else later.

Dammit! Dammit dammit dammit dammit dammit! Fucking books. How many years has it been? He died what seems so long ago and yet I remember it like yesterday; I feel it like I just answered the phone. I knew. I knew he was going to die. I had dreamed it, he had said goodbye that I couldn't go with him. When my grandmother called at work I knew he was gone. I remember forcing my mother to go to their house and leaving work. I knew and no one else did, no one thought it was serious.

And later, nine funerals. Nine fucking funerals. You think you're numb. You think you're only full of anger and passion. And you find that all you have is pain. You see lifeless bodies in caskets that will never wake. You see the people crying their loss. You sit and do nothing because really there is nothing to do. You move on, you think you forget but you don't. You don't ever forget and you can never go back. You can never have what is lost.

"The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death. Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also."


Begin Unrelated Rant:

WTF? I give my number to a guy at the Harry Potter thing at Borders and my mom gets all in a huff going "Well I hope no one else picks up the number." So what if they do? It's my fucking PHONE NUMBER. Not like I gave out my social or even last name. Damn. "Well I just worry." ABOUT WHAT? How the hell is that different going to a dating site, bar, party, etc. and giving someone your number? Oh wait, it's not. Ugh, I'm so annoyed right now I forgot the other thing she said that pissed me off. I'm going to finish the book now.

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