it's 2:08 pm, on July 08, 2007 - revelation.

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Remus looked toward the door again, but Sirius had yet to put in an appearance. He'd been sulky for a bit after their conversation about the party, but he'd got over it, as far as Remus could tell. The party plans had been abandoned, and though Remus was secretly a little resentful about that, he didn't show it. He hated feeling that way, because sometimes it felt like no matter what his friends did, it would never be the right thing. Sometimes he thought he just had no ability to be happy, and it wasn't their fault that their efforts were doomed to fail. And sometimes he thought he knew exactly what would make him happy, but he could never have it, so why bother to try?

The Ninth Beatitude, Victoria P.

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I am undone.

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