I think I'm changing my skin. It's tearing off and turning blue. I'll keep the pieces for a family album.
Do you know how bad it is to wake up with these eyes? I can't stand watching myself. There's this big mirror in the bathroom.
I'm starting to accept the facts; Ron is not coming back.
Kind of can't describe the feeling, it might take a day or two. Cos I'm not used to being treated like that. Cos I have a life without failure.
Think the girls laughed cos I was crying for a very stupid boy and he wasn't a good kisser β I had to do all the work. But he was darn right adorable and comfortable.
He got me a nice teddy bear for my birthday even though he doesn't buy too much stuff, lack of money.
So what if Finnigan got her earrings, I don't care! Parvati β I don't want to see her. They've done it. I know they have. And they're telling everyone. They're saying how much they don't love each other for real but just want one thing. And it's just so, so boring to listen to that misery.
I'm not crying β not really. He just didn't want me. You can't force someone to like you. I'm not good at Potions. Want to get some ice cream and watch old movies, cos I know that helps.
She's good at Potions. Maybe he's going to marry her. I mean he's always around her, he just wants her! He just breathes her! He just is her!
Hermione, you can tear my skin apart. You and Ron together.
I don't ever want to see red hair again.
I'm not good enough for you. I'm only good enough for myself.
And I hate it that Parvati told me she saw Finnigan naked. I hate nakedness. I hate seeing white skin when you can just cover yourself and look away and never touch it, never ever, ever dream of touching itβ¦
I can't imagine lying in bed there, next to Ron or someone else and they're crying about a girl, that's not me.
They're always crying about me.
Don't think I've thrown away the teddy bear. It's the only one I have.
Think I'll leave it on the steps, in my place.
I know it's easy for you to understand, but I'd like to be more than a woman in love.
