#imnotbrokenomore

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i feel like i've read all the mattheo riddle fluff on this app and now i'm miserable

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the way you would have to BEG any of the slytherin boys to have a beach wedding 😭😭

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i miss writing. also, who hurt me?

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Something to note: you can never be “just friends” with someone you’ve fallen in love with. 

I said it would be okay, because at the time, I’d rather be hurt and still be in his life than struggle to move on without him. But now, seeing his eyes light up when she enters the room… I don’t know. I guess I thought this would be a smart idea. Clearly, it wasn’t. 

We sat together at the Black Lake - a spot we’d frequented many times before. Only this time and every time since my love confession was severely awkward. 

His body would inch closer to mine and then retract, once he remembered what I’d done. Is it a social crime, I wondered, to be in love with a friend?

I took a deep breath, watching my breath stain the cold, thin air. “So, what did you want to talk about?” I asked, watching him take a cigarette out, his thumb fighting with the lighter for fire to spring out and pierce it. I’d told him a thousand times how I wished he’d stop smoking, but he seemed to love hurting himself as much as I did. 

The cigarette lit up, and as he was about to bring it to his lips, he sighed. “Are you still in love with me?” I could tell by the way he took the first puff and then looked away at the frozen lake in front of us, that he was trying not to make the question seem as big as it was. 

I frowned, erasing the look on my face with a blank slate. Although to him, I might’ve just looked tired. I shook my head as I turned my body to face him, leaning my head on the tree trunk behind us. 

“No, Theo. I’m not in love with you anymore.” My eyes flickered down to his lips, and when he noticed, he’d offered his cigarette. I didn’t smoke, but I lied, just to extend the fantasy. 

I nodded and took the cigarette, swallowing a cough as I squinted my eyes. 

He looked at me, then back at the lake, focused, as if he was deciding exactly how to word the next thing he said.  

Another sigh escaped his mouth, but it got on me, and made me feel warm. I ignored the fuzziness that blossomed inside me from his body warmth. 

I thought he’d speak, but he didn’t. He watched the trees sway in the wind, and it seemed looking at me was a difficult task for him.

“Why are you asking?” I asked, trying to sound the least bit hopeful I could. It made it harder when he turned to look at me, his blue eyes almost staring through my soul. 

Theo smiled slightly, and stopped smoking. A habit I’d noticed of his, when he was excited to say something. “I met a girl.” His voice was more lively, and way less heavy than it had been just a few moments ago. 

I feigned a smile. “Tell me about her.”

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i’ve decided the last time i was truly sane was when i was writing on here. so i am going to begin writing once again. mostly original works but i’m still open to fanfics and have a LOOOOOOONG list of ideas for many characters so lmk what yall wanna see!!! I MISSED YOU!!!🤍🤍🩷

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i wanna write fan fiction again but it is so dead on here yall have no idea how bad i want to come back 😭😭😭

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why do some men have so much trouble saying “women” instead of “girls”

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what are you going to do with the rest of your life?

i know exactly where i'm headed

no fucking clue

i'm just rolling with the punches

Voting ended onOct 16, 2023

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ugh i don't think hp fanfic is read anymore but my old celebration asks are just so good T-T i want to write them so bad. would any of yall read? tumblr is so dead rn!!!