Note.

Voldemort and I were bestfriends since school.

We had a strong connection and friendship, till it got toxic.

She was my first friend after God.

So what happened to me makes sense and also, I loved her a lot platonically. I was extremely angry too.

I couldn’t understand anything so I was confused.

….

Whatever happened with Peter Pettigrew is not the same because there was no friendship.

She was forcing herself in my life since day one and she fucked up my life because she is fucked in the head.

I don’t know what happened to her. I see so many things online.

But after whatever I faced, I honestly don’t care.

…..

Sometimes I’m just lowkey angry.

I don’t know if it’s a part of being an adult.

I always thought if I’m minding my own business I can’t go wrong, you know?

But my life still got fucked.

….