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I am nowhere near ok, and I haven't stopped crying since I found out. You'd think I'd run out of tears... but no, they just keep coming.
Who am I supposed to talk to about this when it's my fault?
That would just be... wrong.
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Who sent the house elf to torment me? One of you girls did it.
He keeps asking me if I want my cookies now.
I told him I didn't want cookies, and he started squeaking a mile a minute.
Very funny, you boob.
Who am I supposed to talk to about this when it's my fault?
That would just be... wrong.
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Who sent the house elf to torment me? One of you girls did it.
He keeps asking me if I want my cookies now.
I told him I didn't want cookies, and he started squeaking a mile a minute.
Very funny, you boob.