

MotherShe sits on her bed with an open newspaper in her lap, and a mug in her left hand. Shes wearing the red robe that I know to be soft, thin cotton with slightly thicker gray-striped cuffs. The same striped material lines the inside edges of the robe and the hem, creating an altogether warm garment though it doesnt appear to be so at first glance. Her feet are bare, as always, and she flexes her toes a little as she reads. Theres a beauty mark on the sole of one of her feet and it moves like a small boat buffeted by the waves of the ocean as the skin on her foot is pulled taut and then relaxed with the motion of her toes.  Mother
Snadhma
Lough Leane

Someone who . . .Someone who will be able to trick me into telling some of my most embarrassing memories without making me mad at them Someone who will grab me by the hand and drag me kicking and screaming onto a dance floor and still make me enjoy it Someone who will actually understand and keep up with everything I am saying when I start to rambleSomeone who . . .
Someone who will make me want to hear a compliment but wont do it that often making it even more special Someone who wont let me get away with saying something hurtful, even if its on accident Someone who will understand every little quirk and fault and love me the
Devious Comments
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I'm a proud bumblebee er. . . i mean Hufflepuff
fluffy killing stick? the fluffy killing stick is none other than your average feather duster, silly goblins
"Flying Toadstool Tortoises like to eat Brunettes"
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in a sky full of people, only some want to fly, ins't a crazy???
I hope you'll drop by every now and then.
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My pants are on fire...but it matters NOT!
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When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed.
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Oh, Tobias! You Blow-hard!
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