You give me the anger. You give me the nerve. Carry out my sentence. While I get what I deserve. I'm just an effigy to be disgraced. To be defaced. Your need for me has been replaced. And if I can't have everything well then just give me a taste.
(Nine Inch Nails 'Sin'. I'm not Shalom Harlow or Alecto Carrow. Shalom belongs to herself and Alecto belongs to J. K. Rowling. This journal is for the game Echoes An AU Harry Potter Roleplay.)