Everyone is getting sick why this

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Everyone is getting sick why this
7th year
Lily: James?
James: Yeah?
Lily: Be my Valentine?
James:
Lily:
James:
Lily: Er, are you crying?
James: Pfft no these are liquid manifestations of my joy Evans
Lily: Okay then
"Ma... I don't think papa likes me very much..."
Xarina stared sadly at her boy, a gentle hand moving to cup his cheeks. "Don't say that..." the fairy whispered, her wings drooping at the sight of her child looking so dejected. "He does love you, he just...has a hard time showing it, that's all."
// it is my firm belief that we should all stop being upset and instead cuddle with either Hannibal or me.
Your eyes are like an ocean. Your breasts. Are also an ocean. -Haru (p.s not to say you're second best, but maybe you're just tied for first with makoto.) ((p.s.s: Makoto we're though))
Amgust: Klll
Kelsey wow no can u not ever
August stood outside the gates of the Cemetery where she was buried. Where Amelia was buried. He took a deep breath and pulled the collar of his coat up around his neck as he took the first few steps past the threshold of the graveyard. It'd been years since he'd last seen her, and to know that he had let this happen made him furious beyond belief; he missed her so much.
After walking down aisles upon aisles of graves, August came to a stop at a simple tombstone scattered with flowers. She was so loved. He rubbed his face before dropping down to his knees in front of the grave, a lump forming in his throat. He sighed, running a hand through his curls. "I... Amey... I-I'm so sorry..." He murmured, gently placing his hand on the cold stone.
It'd been a year and a half since Amelia was killed in battle. A year and a half of constant regrets on August's part. A year and a half of fighting against the Death Eaters to avenge Amey. After they broke up he regretted it more than he was able to explain, and he couldn't begin to fathom how he would ever make it up to her. Too bad he never got the chance...
Pulling himself back into reality, he leaned forward and gave the headstone a light kiss as single tears streamed down his cheeks. "I love you, Amelia Bones. Always have, and always will."
oh
no
this thread is sad