August 2011
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It smells like the smallest room of the oldest library you’ve ever been in, and dust, and wood. Mostly wood, but you have to bury your head in it to smell it, because it’s subtle (I don’t believe it has been opened for many years), but that’s how one should read, really, isn’t it?
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“Such writing is a sort of mental masturbation — he is always frigging his...”
– Lord Byron (of Keats)
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My Pottermore name is, unfortunately,...
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H I A T US
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Wadup
I forced my way back into my blog to leave you an actual message about what’s actually going on. I forced Lan to change the password to my blog until my exams are over so I won’t actually fail, and I asked her to leave a message about how I’ll be gone so in typical Lan fashion she wrote one about how I’ll be around more often. Fucking Lan. I’ll make her change the...
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Hey guys, great news!
Because I managed to finish a significant chunk of my study in the last couple of weeks, I should be on Tumblr a lot more! I’m actually really excited about the opportunity to frequent this place like I used to, I’ve definitely missed the casual back-and-forth exchanges on my dashboard. So, expect to be seeing a lot more of me! In fact, I’m feeling free and loquacious, you should...
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July 2011
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Film is over
it’s done
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“So many fucking people post pancakes on the internet!”
– My brother (on Tumblr) 