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[01 Feb 2009|02:50pm] |
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Antonin, where are the scissors?
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[09 Jan 2009|03:05am] |
I need a fuck I need a fuck I need a fuck
Antonin I want to go back to England for a bit. Can we manage that soon?
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[08 Dec 2008|06:29pm] |
Antonin. It's fucking freezing. Fix it.
I usually like the winter because of Christmas and all that rot, but not so much now that I can't feel my fingers.
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[24 Oct 2008|02:15am] |
[Antonin]
Antonin, why do people suck?
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[23 Oct 2008|07:55pm] |
Dominiiiiiiiiiiiiique.
I'm bored.
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[20 Sep 2008|01:20am] |
Antonin, I know you're right over there, but we're back in our own time! Well, it's still before me, but still! You think we could meet the you in this time? I mean, you're still alive, right? I kinda want to find my parents, although I don't think they are married yet, so that might be bad if I put them off. Huh. Oh well.
HEY 1999! I'm Roxanne Weasley, daughter of George Weasley and Angelina Johnson, and I'm technically 19 years old. Dunno when to say I'm from, 'cept that I was born in 2003 and died in 2050. Then there was this veil that was a lot like the tear thing in the D. of Mysteries, and I went through it and it was the year 3000! And shit happened, and here I am. Merlin's soggy gray underthings, I'm glad to be back in my own time!
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[16 Aug 2008|10:52pm] |
[Antonin]
Antonin.
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[11 Aug 2008|03:48am] |
Ow ow ow ow ow fuck fuck ow
Antonin, when you get back, don't panic at the blood. Or the mess.
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[18 Jul 2008|01:37pm] |
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I had a dream that I was eating toast last night. Who the fuck dreams about eating toast? I mean really, what the hell? But anyways, I woke up and craved some toast, so I fucking ate some toast this morning.
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[15 Jul 2008|07:50pm] |
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Sirius, we should buy a fucking pub and live in it.
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[09 Jul 2008|02:49am] |
I've got more flowers in here than I've ever had at one time. They brighten it up.
Thank you.
( Private )
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[07 Jul 2008|02:15am] |
I need a pick-me-up something. A drink, a drug, something. It's been a rough few days.
Sirius, I need a favour.
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[01 Jul 2008|02:25pm] |
( Weasleys, Sirius )
I want to cut my hair, but I know that if I do, I'll hate myself. But I want to cut it.
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[17 Jun 2008|02:38pm] |
I've had it! I'm going to fucking switch my paints for sculpture. Who wants to be my first model?
( Private )
I've gone blonde again. Someone talk me out of chopping it all off, please. I rather like it long, but I'm still bored with it, but I like the colour.
Oh, and I find myself in need of - and I can't really believe I'm about to admit this to the world, but - a drink and a shag. I'd ask for volunteers, but I'd rather not be disappointed. I'm just....using this thing for its purpose, right? Writing about my feelings and all that shite?
And it's times like this that I remember why I was never sober.
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[06 Jun 2008|10:23am] |
Gods! This is so fucking frustrating! I can't - Alright, so I've been working on this new project, right? AND I CAN'T GET IT RIGHT. I think I've lost my touch.
No. I think I need a drink.
And my hair is still red. Still brilliantly my natural colour. I'm tired of it. Suggestions?
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[23 May 2008|08:42pm] |
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LILU!
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