Cupid’s Corner

Tired, tired, I’m getting tired, my love. Waiting, waiting, always waiting, my dove. Another year, another tear, and still nowhere near. Your face, your heart, the revoltingly beautiful smell (and taste) of your fart. Feel, feel, the gingery feel, my love Aching, aching, my heart is aching, my dove. Its just a game of cat…

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OBITUARIES

Written by Dottinous Foul, Ravenclaw Spiders are the real reason Hogwarts still stands. Little by little, each intricately woven web seams each stone together, ensuring that our castle does not plummet into the depths of the black lake, where death is imminent. I know this – they told me so themselves. However holding an old…

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