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FindingMyWay

@potterheadforlife1998-blog1

Feminist. Reader. Curious. To be- Traveller. Potterhead. Thinker.
“People don’t really understand, but having people stare, and point, and take pictures, even if it is in a positive framework, is quite isolating; there’s no two ways about it. You feel a little bit, you know, freakish.”

Frazzled Nerves

Someone said something

And I lied

I can't focus on this work

Because I am shaking

From the anxiety of lying

And talking to new people

And I am over thinking my entire life

And the people

Oh I am thinking only about people and people.

Not the task at hand

I should just relax and think and write.

Voldemort: What have I to fear?
Harry: Dumbledore’s Army. It’s what we call ourselves. Sorta like a team. Protectors of Hogwarts type thing.
Voldemort: Yes. I’ve met them
Harry: Yeah, takes us a while to get any traction I’ll give you that one. But let’s do a head count here. Me, the Boy-Who-Lived. The brightest witch of our age, living legend who kinda lives up to the legend. A woman with breathtaking bat-bogey hexing issues. A couple of pyromaniacs and YOU, big fella, you’ve managed to piss off every single one of them.
Voldemort: I have an army!
Harry: We have McGonagall.