Additions to the Manuscript

couragehopestrength:

Don’t let the bad things make you forget all the good in your life.

Babes!!!!!!

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dare-you-to-love-me:

esssspecially laughing. i love to make you laugh. :)

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couragehopestrength:

Promise?

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theartofnotwriting:

I really have to find someone to play this with.

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collegehumor:

The Glory Hole Church Centre

Yep, just gonna go down to the glory hole and get on my knees. To pray.

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So I sat here and seriously thought about this. Which might surprise some people. But I wasn’t hesitating on losing my electronic devices. I was hesitating, because I did not want to leave behind all the people who I communicate with on said devices. A good friend of mine is currently far away. We facebook maybe once a day, if he has internet when he walks to use it. And he calls me, maybe twice a week. Some days seem really long. Imagine not being able to talk to one of your best friends. Imagine being unable to talk for days after talking everyday for months and months and months. And I guess, when I sat here and thought about this, I realized that I would give up every single technological device I have, if I could bring the people who made me hesitate on my journey. Hogwarts is magical. There are few things better than a Hogwarts acceptance letter. But maybe, without my friends, it isn’t the best piece of paper I could receive. I hesitated for a reason and maybe this is growing up or maybe this is finally finding where I belong. I wouldn’t trade my friends for a Hogwarts acceptance letter, but I would keep them and pursue my Notre Dame diploma. Hogwarts you are magical, but nothing means more to me than my friends. And if I’m stuck being a muggle with them, then I’m not stuck, but the luckiest person of them all. My Notre Dame acceptance letter was really my Hogwarts letter, it just took me a while to realize it. I had to make some friends first along the way. And I know when we’re done, it will be Mischief Managed. And we shall say, all was well.

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