hipsternerd9:

My nights were filled with thoughts of why wasn’t I good enough for you.

aretherestarsinhell:

“i still love you. you know that right? i always did, probably always will. lord knows i was never good at letting things - or people - go.”

-and other things i’ll never tell you. c.r.

chronicintrovert:

being in the cinema is godly, can’t look at my phone for 2.5 hours, can’t look at social media or emails, nobody can talk to me or message me, i can just exist completely unbothered

I wish we started off as friends.

I wish we took things slowly.

I wish we didnt skip all the steps and started in a hurry.

I wish the lines werent blurred so easily in the beginning. I bet we would have been good friends.

I wish you didnt make the first move when you know you werent going to catch me in the end.

I wish we just stayed friends and maybe progressed to something more when the time was right.

I wish I didnt have to let you go one final time.

Because I cant ever look at you as just a friend after everything. Because you’ll always hold a special place in my heart.

Maybe in another life or alternate reality my love we would actually be together and happy.

- wishes in the wind

I hate her.

I hate how she was loving, caring and too kind for her own good.

I hate her.

I hated how she was stupid enough to let you step all over her all those times.

I hate her.

I hate how she gave you the world and you just brushed it off.

I hate her.

I hate how gullible she was with your sweet coated lies.

I hate her.

I hate how she kept trying even tho deep down she knows its a lost cause

I hate her.

I hate the version of me when I’m with you…

Because as much as I hate her. I can’t stop her from loving you.

“But I want you”

You said as I tried to shake you off me

“I need you here with me”

You said as I look at you in disbelief

“You don’t. I know you don’t. Because if you did we wouldn’t be in this situation”

“You told me you weren’t ready before but next thing I know you were with somebody”

It’s hard to believe whatever you tell me. It’s hard to comprehend the lies you’ve woven.

It’s not like I don’t want to trust you. But you’ve burned me so many times that all I can do is put my walls up around you.

You’ll always have a place in my heart. If I see you again I might say hi.

“But this is my final goodbye. Because I can’t keep burning myself over you again”

Being inlove with you was the best and worst thing that has ever happened to me.

Im not sure if it was love or attachment to the places and memories we both shared.

But it’s been seven years since everything ended. 3 years since we stopped talking. But you were always in the back of my mind.

So when my drunk addled brain decided to reach out and you texted back I was confused.

Why was it so easy to be back to how we were. Everything felt comfortable, familiar and safe.

So we go back to our old ways. Like rewinding back time as if all those things never happened.

But I can’t go on like this. Not again because I loved you but you were never mine to begin with and I have so much to lose now.

Looking back now I’m not sure if I actually really loved you or I was just emotionally attached to the potention I saw in you.

So what do you do if the guy you liked before kept a gift you gave him 7 years ago?

miriancita26:

En la biblioteca de colegio de magia Hogwarts Hermione estaba cómo siempre leyendo

Un hurón se le acerca con una rosa y ella queda sorprendida y ruborizada por lo que opta por coger entre sus manos al pequeño animal y le regala un beso en si cabeza.

Mientras tanto en la cabeza de Draco todo está revuelto, el quería solo asustarla pero como siempre ella fue más inteligente ( a pesar que ella no sabía que él era animado, hizo lo de siempre agradeció el pequeño gesto del animal). Quedándose abrumado por sus emociones, haciendo lo que mejor sabe hacer… Huir a sus emociones

Créditos de imagen @araletoni