help

my mother hates me, what should i do? i mean i was thinking about running somewhere... but where? she knows me and where i would go.

Think about what you like.... and go to the very opposite places.

Like if you like rainbows and puppies DO NOT GO TO A ROLLER SKATING RINK TO HIDE OUT THE REST OF YOUR DIES AS A ROLLERBLADING CLOWN BECUASE YOU WILL BE CAUGHT.



Go to the ghetto and become an hero.

B&

thats a possibility, but i already lived in the ghetto, and the heroes there are either cops or criminals... but what i say is when you face a loaded gun whats the difference.

http://www.captainnigger.tk

I speak English...sorry.

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Kill her :D

Ron sighed heavily. “I think you made the right choice,” he said. “It would be too dangerous for her to come with us. You’ll have a lot to make up to her when this is over, though.”

To say he was surprised was a massive understatement. Still, he steeled himself for what he was about to say. “I didn’t ask her to wait
for me, Ron. We have no idea how long this is going to take, or if I’ll even be around when it’s finished.”
“Don’t talk like that, Harry,” Ron said fiercely. “Of course you will. And she’ll wait.”

Ron fell silent again, and this time it was Harry who waited for him to say more. Finally, realizing that Ron wasn’t going to add anything to that statement, Harry couldn’t contain his curiosity. He wished he could control that hope that flared within his heart, but he couldn’t. He didn’t even know how to begin to try.

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wtf who fucking cares about harry potter... hes gay...