[maelloute]

Okay, since you always find the time to pop into my askbox, I'm popping into yours. I want to tell you that I am incredibly thankful for you being there for me and that I want to ask you for your name so when I do publish it, yours will be stamped on it. I hope you have a wonderful day

That’s so niiice, thank you !!💗

It’s a pleasure to be there for you, truly, and I do appreciate all your posts, even if it’s not your writings. I’m so glad I found your blog years ago !

I’m so honored you asked my name (like my eyes are actually shining from tears like in the cartoons lmao😂). So it’s Maëlle, which is a Breton name (from Brittany which is in France, just in case😅).

[futurewriter2000]

- so much bigger than anyone. Having faith shows that you’re stronger than you think ! Take your time to assimilate what happened cry if it make you feel better, right now you have to think about you, don’t let this ruin the person you are, don’t let this bring you down. Because you’re an adorable person and I bet you’re very smart too, but sometimes we’re not successful and it hurts so bad we think that we’re never feel better, but we do. It just take time💗

Oh, I did cry. It  only resolved into my eyes looking like a FROG! I swear to god, I just got to ribbet and bam...frog. 

And I won’t let it bring me down. I just won’t. I know what I did. I didn’t try hard enough. I just left it to solve itself... for some odd reason I believed that it would but I guess even the smallest of things had to be fough for. 

And I am down. I think I will be for a while and I know I’ll bounce back up one day but not today. Or tomorrow. But one day, probably... 

I won’t stop writing. That’s a promise I always keep. You knw I started this story and I don’t know why because I have another one to finish but I’m thinking of rewriting that one completely, just leaving the epilogue. But this is something new and it kind of reminds me of Catcher in the Rye. It’s not like it, just reminds me of it. I keep wanting to write it but like I’m saying reality keeps coming in the way and I have to do these other stuff to gurantee me stuff in the material world. 

Wow...my mom just called me and it was so hard to not cry but I think she realized I did. God, this shit hurts so much. 

Anyways, as I was saying I know am adorable but that doesn’t really matter. And being smart but not smart in chemistry and german matters because appereantly, that will bring me education when all in all I am already more educated than I should be. I would say I regret the day I walked in this ugly green school because it put me through shit but if I didn’t then I wouldn’t have met the people I did and I wouldn’t have been this person I am today. And I think that is the only reason I am still fightng for this school. Becasue yeah, teachers are shit when they are old, petty and bitter for teaching students that do not reach their standards and students who can’t pay the school bill in time because they don’t have the money. Yeah, teachers pick on us- I’d say that a lot teachers pick on my name just because they know how many times I corrected them because it was insulting to me and they know it. 

Not all teachers are like that but most them just make me want to fire them out of a canon. 

And I am staying positive and thankful that my german teacher is so goddamn kind for her to give me more chances that I deserve. 

This literally feels like a confession like what? But thank you for taking the time for me and to be here when I needed someone to talk to. 

Thank you <3 I swear to god I won’t forget you.

[maelloute]

[just-shower-thoughts]

As you grow up, you unlock different seats of the car.

[loveolafblrart]

And yet you still end up in a box in the back of the car again

[just-shower-thoughts]

[just-shower-thoughts]

If the web browser was named after Dumbledore's pet Phoenix, it would be Mozilla Fire Fawkes

[futurewriter2000]

If we are not this, then what are we? - pt. 9

A/N: I didn’t expect this to be like this but I’m glad it did because it makes more sense in my head now, I connected the A, B and F. Hahaha. 

XX

James was laying down on his bed with an icepack on his face. He didn’t say a word since he had laid down. 

He was tired.

He had a headache.

He and Sirius had just been beaten up by Hufflepuffs. It was a big ego bruiser. 

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[just-shower-thoughts]

Of course there’s a light at the end of the tunnel cause if there isn’t, it’s a cave, not a tunnel

[just-shower-thoughts]

We’re as far from the start of the ‘70s as we are close to the *next* ‘70s.

[stardustschild]

Every Frame of Jasper Hale in the Twilight Saga

Eclipse (2010)

18/?

[superspookywombat]

I would be lying if I said his attractiveness in this movie wasn’t one of the main reasons I picked it for my falling fic

[studentlifeproblems]

[boukjex]

[kozumek]

@ange1ictouch @xzzi

[minuty]

“Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.”

— (via minuty)

[just-shower-thoughts]

Despite his fear of death, despite all his efforts to achieve immorality and all, Voldemort died at the age of 71 which is actually lower than the average muggle.

[just-shower-thoughts]

If you try to rob a bank, you would not have to worry about bills, a place to sleep or what to eat for the next 8 years, regardless of your success.

[just-shower-thoughts]

The parents that have the most restriction, have the least control. The more restrictive the parent is, the less respect the kid has for them making lying way more common and easier for them.

[himenos]

BLACK WIDOW (2020) dir. Cate Shortland

[azazeal6669]

[futurewriter2000]

If we are not this, then what are we? - Pt. 8

A/N: I cannot believe I had to edit this twice because of tumblr’s goddamn glitch. But I did finish this and I hope you like it. Gotta go to sleep now bc its 2am. 

XX

You felt your heart pounding in your chest as you were walking into the classroom, in which the two of you shared a desk. Your hands were clammy, your fingers sticking together meanwhile your smile was stuck somewhere between happy and anxious. 

You saw him laying on the desk, his arms hugging his head as he did not move. You bit your lip nervously, reminiscing on the last night events before you sitting down. 

“Hey.” you said, watching him slowly raise his head and look up at you with hungover, swollen red eyes. “I see you have quite the hangover.” you teased, giggling quietly at his disorientation.

His eyebrows drew themselves together and his lips twisted into a frown. “Excuse me, are we talking?” he snarked from irritation, clearly sensitive to the sound and the light in the room.

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