Boggart left. I don't know where or why or how or what or when or whatever but I came home and he wasn't here. Which is good, because I didn't like him.
In other news, the return, sort of, of M has spurred me to remember his three rules, so I am currently sitting on the roof of my house and typing this from my mom's Netbook.
He's doing that creepy head-tilt thing. How do I get him to leave me alone?
*Joce?
P.S. Screw that. I'm Joce.
*Joce
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
Chapter Sixty-Four: Accessory Stunt
Funny thing about constructs; they're all in the mind.
You give me rain, I give you a godsdamned umbrella.
Fuck you, Boggart, fuck you and your tea, and your Jaffa cakes and your gelato and your sushi and your fear,
fuck
you.
Fuck that.
In other news, I just saw Pirates 4, loved it. Reviews haven't been good. But I loved it.
*Joce?
You give me rain, I give you a godsdamned umbrella.
Fuck you, Boggart, fuck you and your tea, and your Jaffa cakes and your gelato and your sushi and your fear,
fuck
you.
Fuck that.
In other news, I just saw Pirates 4, loved it. Reviews haven't been good. But I loved it.
*Joce?
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