DEAR DIARY  ━ Ginny Weasley.

DEAR DIARY ━ Ginny Weasley.

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[ Excerpt: Summary ] "Liking girls wasn't monumental for Cora. You are born, and then you grow up enough to know you hate the color orange, you're old enough to understand that sometimes people have terrible taste in music and settle for something like, The Sex Pistols. You realize you love Birthday Cake ice cream - and plain vanilla is just boring. You learn to appreciate your fathers wonky cooking, because your mums dead and your sister has her nose stuck in a magazine. You come to terms with the fact, that boys are icky. They are gross, and they kiss like slugs and Cora hasn't felt an attraction to them since she was eight, and staring at a poster of Metallica member, Cliff Burton. So, liking girls, is like liking shimmery glitter, or the color pink. But unlike the color pink- so pretty, bright and cute- was the likes of Ginny Weasley. [ End excerpt ] Cover by numskulls
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