sugar, honey, ice & tea - james potter
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MatureComplete Wed, May 31, 20238m
[ oneshot ; ventfic ]
"he knows he's full of shit when he tries to preach for his own wellbeing. he knows it's all just one big lie and even if nothing else was able to cheer him up, his pathetic attempts at staying locked up in his own head wouldn't fail to make him burst out into laughter."
or, a day in the life of james potter trying to sort through the mess that is his own mind. or, rather, just an afternoon. and, rather, he's just thinking.
and i'm just projecting.
please read the warnings at the beginning and do not read this snippet if you know that it'll trigger you in one way or another!
look out for yourselves.
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