It is 5:00 you beast what are you bothering with
There is something wrong with my eyes. I can’t. Focus. My senses are dull. I don’t get input, I just drift in my own body, feel my own heart.
I am such a jerk. I’m totally impassive. Like Oh okay I don’t care probably I can’t make a face that says I care I can’t look interested. Just oh okay sure sure blank blank blank blank blank blank
Remus Arthur Potter, you were named after two men who looked out for my safety and cared about my well-being out of altruism and decency rather than because I was a tool for them to use or because I was someone’s son.
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