November 2011
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Every morning.
Me: I really can't stay
Bed: But baby it's cold outside
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October 2011
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July 2011
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065. On every birthday, George blows out half the...
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He keeps the others lit and goes to bed.
Every time, the next morning - even though all the windows and doors have been shut to cut off a draft - the flames are extinguished on the still sturdy candles. George had always been convinced that somehow it was Fred.
Fred II never told his father he did this, and George never figured it out.
omfg, just rip my...
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What I've been doing today...
harrypotterobsessed:
breaking down in tears at random moments….
crying at every farewell post on tumblr…
and continuing to deny that it is over….
oh look I’ve started again….
