august beginning, 1995
cedric,
everyone in this fucking house thinks that there's something wrong with me and i'm going to go off the rails the second anyone takes their eyes off me.
i'm fine, why can't they see that?
it's alright, it's completely okay, i don't have you anymore which makes me want to never wake up because the only time i see you is in my dreams.
but i'm fine.
i'm okay, i promise you i'm okay.
i have my father, though i rarely see him because that voldemort twat decided to have a rebirth, i have my friends whom i don't see often because i'm stuck in this house for my own fucking safety, how does that even make sense?
and i'm okay.
i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay i'm okay.
i promise you cedric, for you i will live my life to the fullest and that is why i am okay. i am completely fucking fine.
with love,
your june
