And then that filthy bastard, Snape went whoring around with the office skank and left Trelawney all heart broken and shit. Listening to Joni Mitchell while that other slut hoe was parading around with her new necklace that Mr. Bean wanted to gift wrap oh so extravagantly with sprigs of rosemary and shit.
I kinda regret following people I know on tumblr. Sometimes I want to say or post things that I don’t want them seeing.
I hate feeling like I’m gonna be judge or that they’ll know too much about the shit that goes on in my head. Fuuuuuck.