The Black Dog

“The Black Dog”

“The Prophecy”

“Peter”

Okay Taylor that’s enough feeding the theories for one day-

Lush range in mid-September as the summer monsoon season nears its end, J-Six Ranch, Cochise County, Arizona.

SO LONG LONDON IS LITERALLY WOLFSTAR WTAF

it literally describes all the atyd chapters approaching halloween 1981

I kept calm and carried the weight of the rift Pulled him in tighter each time he was drifting away My spine split from carrying us up the hill Wet through my clothes, weary bones caught the chill I stopped trying to make him laugh Stopped trying to drill the safe Thinkin, how much sad did you think I had Did you think I had in me? Oh, the tragedy ... And I'm pissed off you let me give you all that youth for free

And you say I abandoned the ship But I was going down with it My white knuckle dying grip Holding tight to your quiet resentment and My friends said it isn't right to be scared Every day of a love affair Every breath feels like rarest air When you're not sure if he wants to be there So how much sad did you think I had, Did you think I had in me? How much tragedy?

You swore that you loved me but where were the clues? I died on the altar waiting for the proof You sacrificed us to the gods of your bluest days And I'm just getting color back into my face I'm just mad as hell cause I loved this place

For so long, London Had a good run A moment of warm sun But I'm not the one So long, London

me rereading harry potter & marauders fanfics:

so it was dumbledore causing problems all along

new years eve

coals turn white, and porcelain cools

lights turn on and snow comes down

I warm my hands

Count the threads in the rug that your mother had found

She was earnest, and we had smiled

A slight angle in your face

Turning to look at the sky

And I turned to look at you

Glimpsed already the gold thread behind your head

Two whole suns in your eyes

Saw you put down the glass

And step out into the snow