Oh, oh did you all need proof that I was going to hell?

Because I totally have it now.

I just googled for a Catholic dictionary. To help me write this Harry/Draco fic.

Yes, yes, I'm writing H/D. With a healthy heaping dose of blasopheme on the side. Here. Have a cookie:


He remembers the cold hard blanket of comforting lies and he misses them. He recalls the straight-backed smirk of things he never really had. There's a brace in owning that's gone and left him slumping, slouching against the ash blacked wall of a Muggle church that's only mostly standing.



Now, don't you regret encouraging that? ::snickers::

I still want a sparkly rainbow coloured basket for the ride. I want to make a splash going down. :p

( VM spoilers like whoa )

As for Gilmore Girls? Meh. Luke Danes is love. Rory is just boring as all hell. And I don't like her Logan. That's all I've got to say about that.