The name is Casey Jane. Im 22. Crabby Cancer. Ginger as all hell. Im not describing my blog because that is even more difficult than explaining myself.
You just do it. You force yourself to get up. You force yourself to put one foot before the other, and God damn it, you refuse to let it get to you. You fight. You cry. You curse. Then you go about the business of living. That’s how I’ve done it. There’s no other way.
I would beg for someone to bring me soup and love me
but i wouldn’t keep it down and I would be hella uncomfortable with humans around and seeing me in a moment of weakness.
“Christmas was coming. One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke to find itself covered in several feet of snow. The lake froze solid and the Weasley twins were punished for bewitching several snowballs so that they followed Quirrell around, bouncing off the back of his turban.”