12/4/2014
everyday i thought of him. harry.
he told me it wasn't worth wasting my time absorbing every unhappy feeling inside me. but it was normal for me. i had to for the sake of my well-being. it surged every feeling in my bones for some reason. i'll never forget him.
but as i scribble inside this notebook i hope that whoever sees any of these pages knows that i was unhappy but i will have fulfilled my dream of living underground and i hope you enjoy reading about all the people i've written about. tammy baker and the stories of the tammy i knew; charles goodman and the qualities of an actual good man; david blue and the short story i wrote about how david and blue guided me in the direction of writing about david tennant and the blue tardis; benjamin mark west and my thoughts about how funny it was that his initials were bmw; hamilton piper and the list of reasons why i don't like ham and how a turkey is made just for me every christmas; and finally about margaret tomlinson and how she led me to meet the most important person i've ever met: harry styles.
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Hollow | h.e.s
Fanfic❝her hobbies included frequently spending time at a cemetery and wondering what it was like to live forever down there.❞
