So, I'm Haley, 18 and in Florida. The content of this blog ranges from all things fandom-y (Harry Potter, Doctor Who, Homestuck, Nerdfighteria, Batman, etc), to random somethings that pop into my head and/or rants on world suck. Be prepared for stuff. So. Yes. Enjoy the awkwards; they are quite bountiful.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Luna Lovegood: One thing that makes you different from everyone else.
I like to think I’m very comfortable with who I am. Like, I always hear people my age talk about how they’re so lost, or they wish they were different in every way imaginable. But I dunno, I feel pretty comfortable with my current surroundings and situations.
Voldemort: If you were to create a Horcrux(s), what would it be and why?
I would make it be an entire planet. Like the Gliese 581 c or something. Because if I’m gonna make a horcrux, I’m making damn sure it can’t be destroyed. Go big or go home.
Cho Chang: If you were on the Quidditch team, what position would you play?
Uhm probably keeper. That way I don’t really have to do a lot of work. Like, I can spectate, with short bursts of actual playing time. I’m bad at sports.
D’awh thanks!
Glue.
It’s supposed to hold forever, yet here we are. Broken. Not into pieces, but apart. Right up to the very end, I was thinking we might make it. We’d had our problems, and we always took our chances. For the most part I thought we’d made the right investments. There were mistakes, and so many fall-outs. Yet we held. And so it figures that it comes to this. After all we’ve seen, it comes down to the one thing I’d loved about you: your spontaneity. And my god was it spontaneous.
Maybe we were just tape. Temporary. Transitory. A quick fix. Glue couldn’t break that fast, right? I didn’t think it could. Glue lasts. They always told us we were “stuck like glue.” I thought it was a pretty good analogy. After three years, it seemed only fitting that people would see us as stuck together. And you went along with it. You played it up. You called me your jagged missing piece that had finally, permanently, found it’s place.
I wonder how much you meant of all of it.
Admittedly the hardest bits were near the end. Did the tears sodden the bond? Did the heat of our anger melt the ties? What happened?
Was it tape to you? A month ago I would have sworn against the thought. But now I’m not so sure.
The last thing you said to me is what confused me the most. You said that even though we didn’t last, that even though that jagged piece broke off, I would find someone else that needed their missing piece. That I would be able to reseal once more.
Which made me think you truly believed every word you told me.
And that you truly had no idea what those words meant.
So maybe I will “reseal” to another. But I wonder if you will achieve anything more than tape. I wonder if you will ever know the glue I thought we had.
I’d have to say when people think their opinions are more legitimate than others’. Admittedly I catch myself doing this sometimes, but it’s mostly on issues that are basic human rights sortof stuff.
Also when people don’t know when to stop egging me on. There is a line, and it isn’t there for you to cross.
cool story bro
Koalas are made of evil and awful.
So uh, no.
Oh my dead god, Chris. No.
I’ve made out with a guy. Oh man. I can hear the gasps from the church. Snap.
I don’t really have sex dreams. Fantasies, sure. Dreams, not so much.
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Put this into a post so that i can reblog the fuck out of it!Done and Done!
