[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over

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[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over
I hope to be the kind of silence that is comforting. The kind that allows people to breathe. The kind that makes you want to stay a little longer. The kind of silence where you'd know you dont have to ask for anything. The kind of silence that you can feel.
The phrase may have always been that "misery loves company" but maybe its not that it loves company, more so that it was already destined to be. Like it was already written in the stars. Like it knew exactly who to go to next. Like it gravitates towards us. And it knows exactly how to slip in and meet us right in the middle.
Am I gonna die a virgin?
I hate that my heart skips a beat at the mention of your name. Or how my chest fills with hope when someone tells me you'd be at the party. And how I'm putting in more effort on my outfit and makeup because I know you'd be there. How I'm fantasising about our eyes meeting in the middle of the dance floor. Its stupid because I know nothing will happen. We would barely even meet eyes or acknowledge each other. Realistically, I know exactly how it'll play out. But my silly, embarrassing, stupid heart keeps leading my brain astray. It keeps me reaching out for the possibilities while trying so hard to hold on to the logic.
I'll forever understand and empathise with Rory Gilmore's academic downfall. Because I know what its like to be told your whole life that you had potential. That you're matured and wise beyond your years. I understand what its like to have people say these things and instead of feeling happy and satisfied over the compliment. I feel doomed. Because I know what its like for people to expect you to be this great thing when you know you aren't. I know the gut wrenching feeling everytime someone comments on your work because you know what's coming next. You know they'll only ever expect more from you. And you know that you cannot provide more. And you know you'll just have to sit there and look as their face changes when they realise that you didn't have what it takes. To know the disappointment. To become the failure they never set you up to be.
Sometimes I wish something would just kill me now so I dont have to live to see the failure I'd grow to become in the future.
I just thinned my brows again the world isn’t ready
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Mattheo Riddle x Reader
- kind of angsty?? Not really idk. Also this is not exactly what I picture Mattheo Riddle as but I just wanted to make this prompt (lowkey bc of real life events haha). This is also my first time writing a fic ever so pls forgive me if it sucks🙏🙏.
Mattheo Riddle was someone who had opinions. And sure he has his own set of friends but it was clear that even they hold him in a higher regard. When you're around him, first impressions matters. Once you annoy him, he'd never give you a second glance.
And you knew this. In fact, you were one of the people that did annoy him.
You're both Slytherins. You knew of each other. That was until your friends started hanging out. So naturally the both of you got roped into these hangouts. You have always found him attractive. No point lying about it. Everyone in the whole of Hogwarts knows he is. So maybe you wanted to grab his attention. And maybe the only way you knew how was to annoy him to death.
You didn't know you were annoying him. Truthfully, you saw it as playful banter. You actually even thought he might have liked you back. At least a little but. He didn't exactly see it in the same light. You had overheard Theodore Nott ask him in the common room one night what he thought about you. His answer being "she's kind of annoying."
You admit it did hurt you to hear him say that. You liked him. Like a lot. You even cried a bit, not that you'd admit that to anyone.
So now present timing. You've observed how he is from a far. Choosing to keep your distance after what you had overheard. You dont want to piss him off even more. Normally you wouldn't care if a guy thought that way of you, but Mattheo Riddle? Disturb him again and he'd have your head in a second.
You want to stop liking him. You really do. But when the professors keep assigning to two of you together for projects and when the only seats left are always the ones next to him, how are you supposed to move on?
You dont talk of course. Unless it was truly necessary. And your friends still hangout together all the time. You just choose to opt out if he's there.
And maybe some stupid part of you thinks that the reason why you can't get him off your mind is because there's something there. A magnetic pull? Or perhaps a soul tie. You'd hate to be delusional but you can't help it. You know you have all the reason not to like him. He can be a bitch sometimes. But the heart just wants what it wants doesn't it.
So Mattheo Riddle. Maybe you can just get by with observing him for now.
Suddenly I'm 15 and binge watching Gilmore Girls, hoping that I'd find a guy like Jess Mariano. I'm listening to my autumn playlist and I'm pulling out the sweaters from my closet to wear once again. August may be a month but it's just the start. I'm tucking my hair behind my ears like Rory Gilmore would and I'm making jokes like Lorelai Gilmore on a Friday night. I wake up and I'm no longer 15. But it's August and the feeling stays the same.
Everytime we interact, it seems to bring out a reaction within me. Like I could not think about anything else but you. And I'd tell myself to react like a normal person would. But then you look at me and my brain stops functioning. My breath stops. Even my body pauses. It's like time itself is put on hold while I look into your eyes. Then I stumble over my words and say something stupid like "what?". Just so you could repeat yourself. Just so you'd have your attention on me for a little longer. I know its pathetic. I don't know why you affect me in this way. Maybe the heart just wants what it wants. No matter how much rationality I have in my head. Maybe you're just what my heart wants.
It's weird because all I want is for you to look at me. But all I want is for you to just go away from my life entirely. I want you to love me or leave. I hate ultimatums, but I'm afraid I don't have any other choices for you in my head. I wish everything had just gone the way I had planned it all in my head. I wish that instead of finding me utmost insufferable, you'd find me pleasant. I wish that you would just fall in love with me in a way I know you could have if you disliked me less. And I wish I could hate you in the way i know you hate me. If only I loved you less. Maybe then, I might not let you do the things you're doing to me. Maybe I would not have been sitting down and writing this at all.