#fra fangirl

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Non so perché mi sia venuto quel riflesso blu intenso negli occhi, ma mi sento come se Hermione Granger avesse avuto una figlia con Remus Lupin 😂

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“You die I die.”

“You die I die.”

officially replaced “okay?” “okay.”

and now I’m crying, screaming, throwing up.

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Running away from Vecna

(but straight into Henry’s arms)

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La mia voglia di fare oggi è pari al naso di Voldemort: inesistente.

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Unpopular opinion:

As difficult as Sheldon was, he never had doubts about Amy. Never.

Awkward, rigid, emotionally complicated — yes. But unsure about loving her? No.

Leonard did so much for Penny, sure.

And yet… he cheated on her.

And honestly? A “nice”, submissive, overly good guy who makes me fall in love and then hurts me in the worst possible way — by making me believe he would never hurt me, and then doing exactly that — is not what I want.

Because it’s not always the feeling that fades.

Sometimes it’s the trust.

And once you destroy that, you’ve already lost me.

Another example? Ross and Rachel.

So much love, so much drama — but also insecurity, jealousy, and broken trust disguised as “we were on a break”.

Or Ted and Robin.

Ted loved the idea of Robin more than the reality of who she was, and that slowly eroded everything. Love alone wasn’t enough.

Or Dan and Serena.

Romantic gestures, big words… and then betrayal. Over and over again. At some point, love stops feeling safe.

So yeah —

I don’t need perfection.

I don’t need grand speeches.

I need consistency.

I need someone who doesn’t make me question their loyalty once things get hard.

Because love can survive a lot.

But trust? Trust is fragile. And once it’s gone, it doesn’t come back the same.

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The forest slept, yet the lamppost glimmered with the faint promise of worlds unseen and destinies waiting to awaken.

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Waiting for my Mr. Darcy.