Dumbledore: Voldemort has returned
Conelius Fudge: its all lies you just want to be minister
Dumbledore: *inhales* SOMEDAY YOURE GONNA SEE THE THINGS THAT I SEE, YOURE GONNA WANT THE AIR THAT I BREATHE YOURE GONNA WISH YOU NEVER LEFT ME—

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Dumbledore: Voldemort has returned
Conelius Fudge: its all lies you just want to be minister
Dumbledore: *inhales* SOMEDAY YOURE GONNA SEE THE THINGS THAT I SEE, YOURE GONNA WANT THE AIR THAT I BREATHE YOURE GONNA WISH YOU NEVER LEFT ME—
01:15 am | 9/2/2018
i see you with her
you might be in love i hear
but where your skin touched mine; all those promises,
they are losing hope
i feel my heart strings begin to tear
reminding me of a frayed rope
you gave back my broken heart mended so terribly
life has a sense of irony
oh my darling your heart still remains with me
By,
@theblogoffudge
breathe
baby breathe
baby breathe
baby breathe
from my clutches I have you freed
why then won’t you let the distance between us increase?
you’ve begged me before
each time I reminded you ask me nevermore
baby come back to me baby I don’t see your chest move quicker
i don’t see that light in your eyes flicker
did I fuck you up that much inside?
did I make too many rules to abide?
why are you so cold and worn at my door
why do you not cry anymore
baby live, haven’t you been freed
baby breathe
baby breathe
baby breathe
- theblogoffudge
the shackles on my heart would only open with a key
you went and changed the locks
who could have thought intertwining you with me
would open pandora’s box
theblogoffudge (tumblr + instagram)
a random word on an unimportant page of another’s journal was all i’d been taught to be to learn that i am my own book of coloured pages with strong binds and tattered edges a long time it took me
‘random journal entry’ by theblogoffudge (tumblr + instagram)
how can i miss holding you
when i never held you before
how can i miss the warmth of you
when my skin never rested against yours
how can i miss the rumbling of your body when you laugh
when i haven’t said something humorous face to face
how can i crave the sound of your breathing
when i am between sleep and wake
how can i miss your habits
when i never have held you close
the distance sometimes my heart can’t take
‘because of you my heart and i grow stronger’ theblogoffudge
he’s broken
not similar to me
but in a different way
but his broken seems beautiful
like a shattered glass that is still holding
its place and hasn’t fallen
he is broken he doesn’t deserve feeling this way
i wish i could heal his cracks with my lips
the way he healed mine
theblogoffudge
your eyes tell me the truth while your mouth lies against mine
mine ( reverusede-moonlight.tumblr.com )