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Alright, I'm sick and tired of people saying that I lie about every bad situation I come across. I post about it and people say it's a fucking lie.
You can think that all you want. Ban me for all I care, not coming back here anyways. You don't fucking know what I go through, and I don't even fucking care what you all think of me and my "lies".
But anyways, for those who actually aren't being a bunch of shitbags to me, thank you.
You can call whatever I say 'a crazy lie' but I don't even give a fuck.
I'm so sorry, Josh. Family is the most important thing in all our lives, so, spend your time with them, and don't worry about us, as Aaron said. Once again, I'm sorry for your loss. If you ever need to talk, I'm here for you. I've been through similar situations. RIP :(
Thanks, guys. Well, It was to do with the little things. Like how I apparently didn't smile enough. I'm one of those people who don't even know when and if they're smiling. And due to not selling enough Odeon Premiere Cards. But that was entirely down to whether or not a customer wanted to buy one, or not. Lord Stafford.
"Oh, you look nervous. Is it the scars? Wanna know how I got 'em? C'mere, look at me. So, I had a wife, who was beautiful...like you, who tells me I worry too much, who tells me I oughta smile more, who gambles and gets in deep with the sharks... Hey. One day they carve her face. And we got no money for surgeries. She can't take it. I just want to see her smile again. Hmm? I just wanted to let her know that I don't care about the scars. So, I stick a razor in my mouth and do this... to myself. And you know what? She can't stand the sight of me! She leaves! Now I see the funny side. Now, I'm always smiling!"
Thanks for saying it was great. Was it great enough to follow though, just curios. I get a pretty good amount of hits, but I always wonder when people see the blog, why don't they follow. Is there something missing.