October 2012
1 post
Imagine your OTP kissing for the first time after holding it back for so long.
“Matty,” she whispered under her breath, the warning tone of her voice almost lost in the three centimeters between them. She couldn’t do this, she shouldn’t do this — she had Nate, she had a life with Nate. Not Matty. But she and Matty? Christ, they were undeniable. There was nothing...
September 2011
1 post
she closes her eyes, and gladly lets the darkness overtake her. she wants to sleep, she wills her body to succumb to the mounting need to let her subconscious float away slowly. she doesn’t want to be unable to fall asleep. the mattress feels soft, molding to her limbs, and the sheets silky against her legs. and yet, she finds herself unable to sleep. it seems so useless to sleep, yet...
August 2011
2 posts
it’s your third year, and the first year you’ve opted to stay at hogwarts over the holidays. it’s because of teddy. you won’t ever admit to anyone anymore, but he’s your best friend. no matter how much he manages to piss you off: snide comments about you and the boys you hang around with, the moments you catch him looking at you and he makes you feel like you’ve...
the color red has always been your favorite. you can’t explain why - maybe it’s the countless hours you spent as a little girl, watching your maman carefully apply lipstick to her lips, blotting them on a napkin daintily afterwards. or maybe it’s because it’s the color of most of your cousins’ hair: the weasley gene is truly a hard one to shake. but red is, and always...
July 2011
1 post
you can’t live without him. even breathing seems difficult. you can’t imagine a life where you don’t know him, where you’re blissfully unaware of the passions that consume you. you don’t want to know a life without that. but he’s gone, and by the looks of it, he’s not coming back anytime soon. there’s not much you can do. it hurts, it hurts like...
