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(no subject) [Nov. 1st, 2004|06:37 pm]
Remus J. Lupin

Please, let me know if there's anything I can do.
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(no subject) [Oct. 26th, 2004|05:42 pm]
Remus J. Lupin
I've been surprisingly busy lately.

Despite that, life has been --- pretty pleasant.

I've missed seeing people, however, on account of all this work.

Is anybody in any way eager to correct this problem?
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(no subject) [Oct. 5th, 2004|07:18 pm]
Remus J. Lupin
I have not written anything here in a while.

I was stuck in St. Mungo's for a while, but I am feeling fine now and am back at my apartment.

As for, well --- it suffices to say that a certain person's plans, for the time being, have been put to an abrupt halt.
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Christmas Gifts! [Aug. 27th, 2004|10:00 am]
Remus J. Lupin
To all of his friends, Remus has sent an enchanted card that reads:

Happy Christmas!

I hope you are enjoying the holiday season.


And with it, he sends a few bars of Honeydukes Chocolate and a small ornament he has enchanted so that it assumes the shape of whatever its new owner would most like it to be.
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(no subject) [Aug. 25th, 2004|09:15 am]
Remus J. Lupin
Happy Christmas, everyone.

I hope all of you are enjoying the holidays this season.
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Private to Lavender [Aug. 17th, 2004|05:55 pm]
Remus J. Lupin
Dear Lavender,

I can't even express how sorry I am for the way I behaved. There are no excuses for that. I'm just --- I'm sorry.

Yours Sincerely,
Remus Lupin
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Private to the Order of the Phoenix [Aug. 16th, 2004|07:52 pm]
Remus J. Lupin
Today, I recieved an interesting (private) comment to my last entry I just thought I should share with you all. It is as follows:

I like that --- your writing, I mean.

I know exactly what you mean, too. It's horrible when that happens, isn't it? Happens to me all the time...

Please don't tell anybody I wrote this to you.

Thank you.


I am sure you can guess which Tom I am referring to.

Do you think this is some sort of ploy, or is he in earnest? I gave him a short, polite reply, but am unsure what to think of the matter. At any rate, I suppose I can always write to him again; he seems to have taken quite a liking to me.

Thank you all,
Remus Lupin
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Hahahahahahahaha... [Aug. 16th, 2004|07:30 pm]
Remus J. Lupin
It happens suddenly. One minute, all your thoughts are crisp and clear, each aligned and arrayed into its own pattern like a series of notes coming together into a chord; the next, there is only chaos. And it is chaos like no other. Instead of mere disorganization, this dissonance bears with it the anguish of one sharp thought colliding into another, each of them splintering into thousands of shards of glass –-- colliding and splintering until your entire mind burns with every short, quick breath you take. There is a feverish quality to it then, a brilliance -–- but it is not a pleasant brightness; it is merely blinding, so absolutely dazzling that before long you are so disoriented that the entire world seems distorted, darkened. You are alone, now; you are alone, for in this darkness there is nothing to see but the shadows your own mind creates and there is nothing to hear but the sound of your own panicked breathing and there is nothing to feel but the crushing weight that has crashed down against your chest. It is easy enough to struggle against it at first, of course, but before long you know the fight with fear will only have only one victor --– for fear is the only enemy in the world that knows how to turn you against yourself. And so you must merely wait, shuddering, for your thoughts to cool and converge once again…
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(no subject) [Aug. 15th, 2004|09:38 pm]
Remus J. Lupin
How funny. I think I'll just laugh out loud.

Life is charming.

Oh, that it is.

I think I'm going insane.

This is somewhat troubling.

A second ago, I wanted to end my life, and now I'm perfectly and entirely cheerful. There is something wrong with this situation. I am pretty sure of it.

I'm all right, I'm all right, I'm all right...


The dawn of a new day. A new day starts at midnight. Life is gorgeous.

It is as if you are watching the world dissolve. First the colors fade; then the contrasts blur; before long it has all fallen to pieces before you, all the vibrancy of life reduced to a chaotic, confusing gray. Life is chaotic, too, of course --– but it is a chaos that burns with light and energy, that glows with promise. The world before you now has no promise. There are no possibilities. There is only the knowledge that time must go on, that time must go on and that each passing second must tear back at you further, pushing you down until the weight crushing you is so enormous that you are sure that you, too, will collapse, crumbling as easily as everything else has. But the human frame is surprisingly resilient, and though every hour is agony you find to your dismay that you don’t, for despair is a determined predator, and a cunning one. It is not to be dissuaded from having what it wants, and as it only lives within you it does not want you dead --– merely changed. It wants to see you changed, for being a dark, mysterious creature it is jealous of you as you are. It does not like the fact that you can face the day with delight, your eyes glowing with the morning light --– so it lurks inside you, sucking out your soul until your eyes, too, can no longer see the sun.

I've been writing more, at least. Used to write quite a bit...
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Private to Albus Dumbledore [Aug. 13th, 2004|12:25 am]
Remus J. Lupin
I wish I didn't have to bother you anymore, but --- I'm a bit worried.

Do you have any suggestions for what to do should the shadows become out of --- out of control --- again?

I hope you won't become angry at this question. I just --- I don't want to go back to the way it was before.

I am also sorry if this note comes off as curt or rude. I am merely extremely exhausted at the moment, but I just needed to --- to ask you. I really hope you do not mind this...

Well, I must go.

Thank you very much --- as ever --- for everything, Albus.

Yours sincerely,
Remus Lupin
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