minty × harry

eighteen

Dear Journal,

i suppose i should tell you why i haven't written in a while, but, it's extremely hard to write.

somehow, he managed to get out of the d ward - the bloody genius - but only to kill himself moments later.

i suppose it's what he wanted, he always talked about dying. he finally succeeded.

i wish he were still here, so i could slap him in the face, and then kiss him.

yours,

Minty Rose.

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oh shit