To myself, for surviving through what I did.
And to the ones who are still clawing their way out of the gutter without looking at the stars.
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FLESH AND BLOOD, RON W
FanfictionThe mind is a sickening solitude. They are all mental. Fucked up in the head. Diving into their grief head first and drowning their sorrows in liquor. They meet up twice a week for a group therapy-that's the new Hogwarts policy for the childr...
epigrah
To myself, for surviving through what I did.
And to the ones who are still clawing their way out of the gutter without looking at the stars.
