l a p i n e;
Oh, little doe.
indie | selective lily evans rp
"Oh, Miss Believer, my pretty sleeper.
Your twisted mind is like snow on the road.
Your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder.
Inside your head than the winter of dead.
I will tell you I love you.
But the muffs on your ears will cater your fears.
My nose and feet are running as we start.
To travel through snow.
Together we go."
out of
indie | selective lily evans rp
"Oh, Miss Believer, my pretty sleeper.
Your twisted mind is like snow on the road.
Your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder.
Inside your head than the winter of dead.
I will tell you I love you.
But the muffs on your ears will cater your fears.
My nose and feet are running as we start.
To travel through snow.
Together we go."
out of
【 temperxnce 】
⊰ ✼ ⊱; ❝ σн! яємυѕ.
Have you see James?
He’s late for rounds.
How he became Head
Boy I will never know. ❞
She waved her dainty hand
in the air, trying to catch his
attention. The two hardly ever
spoke. But he was friends with
Potter, this she knew.
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