“Kiss me. Kiss me until I am sick of it.”
Your condescending laugh replays in his mind, almost like a mantra of your voice. Your voice is all he can think of. The way it sounded so condescending, yet loving. The way you mockingly spoke to him as if he were a small child.
“I’ll always love you,” the man spoke to his love. “I’ll always love you as long as I live.”
He didn’t understand then, and he most certainly didn’t understand now. Why would you say a thing only to lie? Why? What caused you to react the way you had? Was it something he had done?
“Oh dear.. tut tut. You don’t seem to get it, do you?”
He craves you - he craves your hugs, he wants your little notes you left him, he craves to only hear your voice, if only just once.
“If only there was someone out there who loved you.”
Your words stung. They really did. Except he can’t seem to hate you. It’s unfortunate. The more he tries to hate you, the more he ends up hating himself.
He hates himself for making you think that way. He hates himself for not being good enough for you. He hates everything about himself. He can’t hate you, even if he wished he did.
“Kiss me. Kiss me until I am sick of it.”
He really thought that you could manage to love him. He really did. He thought by saying these bold words he’d never otherwise speak, that it’d somehow lure you in, almost like a moth to a flame. However, his words seemed to have the opposite effect - they only drive you further away.
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Being a girl is: wanting to go to bed early but deciding to just get on tumblr/wattpad/Ao3 for a little bit and then end up finding a fic series that you really like and read until well past your usual bedtime then keeping on because it’s already past your bedtime. Then being mad when you wake up in the morning because you overslept your timer.
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Me at 3am clicking “keep reading” on the most jaw dropping, earth shattering, pantie dropping, smutty fic when I have to be up in 3 hours
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i don't WANT to read smut right now
i WANT to read a passionate, poetic, jaw dropping, tears streaking down my face, heart wrenching, giggle inducing, feet kicking, cringy yet amazing, gorgeous story written by someone who apologizes for english not being their first language(they're the best writers ever) which has 4 chapters and then makes me scream because it hasnt been updated in months and the author is mia
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Sirius: Regulus got arrested at 2 in the morning. Guess who he called?
Sirius: Oh, James? His fiancé, logical choice right? No.
Sirius: Oh? Then, me. His brother, the most obvious choice at this point! No.
Mary: I’m confused, who the fuck did he call then?
Sirius, pointing at Remus: Him. And they got maccies right fucking after!! Instead of letting James and I know!
Regulus, nodding: Brother-in-law.
Remus, nodding back: Brother-in-law.
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“Can I kiss the teacher or is it immoral?”
“Sirius, you’re not my student.”
“Yeah, but you’re such a prude when you’re in your teacher mode.”
“What? I’m not!”
“Yes! You are.”
“Ok. Maybe. But… we are not at school… this just our kitchen so…”
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"Not every ship has to be gay!"
Girl you're using TUMBLR. THE gayland. What did you expect?
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