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Rant (life update)

I dated this guy for a year and broke up with him for multiple SA over that time. Every time I brought it up, I was told I was being too closed off with him (physically) which is why he would result to SA. I'd wanted to leave 3 months in but he told me he'd k*ll himself if I did. So I stayed for 9 more months.

I wish I had been honest with people and myself about how I didn't love him and how I resented him and was constantly scared around him.

My heart hadn't been in the relationship since the first time he took it too far. When I finally broke things off, I felt immensely guilty. For not ending things sooner, for not being honest with others, for breaking his heart.

It's been 6 months since I ended things and lately I feel like every almost relationship (the fact it doesn't work out) is God punishing me for ending things with my ex.

I've been struggling a lot with forgiving myself for not removing myself over a year ago. I feel like I lost a lot of time and a lot of trust in people.

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She's perfect, tall, thin, and blonde I wondered who could be with her Then he turned around I should have known it was you

As my heart fell to the ground All I saw was someone I'd never be Every guy I've dated said they prefer a blonde I too envy the golden locks I look in the mirror and every fucking picture And I just will never be that girl

I watched as you smiled and held her hand I watched you dance and I knew My life would never change

I'll always be the girl who is second choice The one you settle for because she's out of your league I'll never be her or anything that's worth being in your arms You probably laugh about my attempts at love I fail and fail and never am enough

And when I am it's to the guy that can't handle himself And then I'm the one settling for someone else

(Sorry this is messy, more of a rant than anything)

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You're a hopeless romantic like me Except you could have anyone you please For a second I felt like that was me Now I'm left embarrassed and jealous Because you consume my thoughts All the time So often now that they're yours No longer mine

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Conversations with Little Ron

(Young Ron in bold, adult Ron in plain text)

do we ever stop being poor? not really, but we learn that love and laughter matter more than gold.

does hermione even like us? yes, and we even get married.

are we ever as good as our brothers? we stop trying to be them and become the best version of ourselves.

do we ever win at chess again? not like that first time, but we find other things we’re great at.

are we ever a hero? the most loyal of friends, so yes, a hero indeed.

are we happy? the happiest.

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Conversations with Little Hermione

(Young Hermione in bold, adult Hermione in plain text)

do we ever have friends? the best of them.

does ron finally like us? yes, and we even get married.

are we ever accepted for being muggleborn? no, but we learn that we are strong and don't need acceptance.

is our knowledge ever worth something? yes, we are considered a hero for our intelligence and cleverness.

do we always follow the rules? we come to learn that sometimes we must break the rules and that's okay.

are we happy? the happiest

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sorry this is late

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒: 𝑔𝑜 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡, 𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ "𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 + 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑒," 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑖𝑥 𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑠. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑔 𝑠𝑖𝑥 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒.

thanks @ghosts-and-blue-sweaters and @cbuttonduo for the tag!! <3

wow i’m obsessed with this and i feel it’s fairly accurate!!

tags (no pressure): @thewildballyntynesgrow @bronzetomatoes @cloverstellar @clingyduoapologist @seeking-elsewhither @thoughts-of-caly

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Broken Silence Axel Kovacevic x Reader

Summary: Axel Kovacevic has always kept to the sidelines, especially when it comes to her—the girl who silently owns the corner of the library. Quiet, reserved, and a little lost in his own world, Axel has admired her from afar. But one rainy afternoon, he decides to take a chance. Will this quiet encounter lead to something more, or will she remain just a dream?

It was a rainy Tuesday afternoon when Axel Kovacevic first saw her again. He’d noticed her before, of course—how could he not? She was always in the same corner of the library, tucked away with her books, headphones on, completely immersed in her world. He’d passed by her countless times, but each time, he’d only dared to glance her way before quickly looking down at his shoes or pretending to focus on something else. He wasn’t the type to make a move, not in the way other people did, the ones who had the confidence to strike up a conversation or make their presence known. Axel had always been quieter, a little more reserved. It was easier that way.

Today, however, something was different. Maybe it was the way the rain pattered against the library windows, the world outside muted and distant, or maybe it was just the weight of unspoken thoughts pressing on his chest. Axel had never been great at talking to people, especially not the ones who made his heart race just by existing in the same room. But there she was again—the girl who had taken up residence in his mind for weeks now—and today, Axel decided, maybe he’d take a chance.

He gathered his things: a textbook he barely understood, a notebook filled with scribbles that could hardly be called notes, and his usual iced coffee that had long since turned lukewarm. His friends often teased him for always sitting at the same table by the window, as if he didn’t like change. But today, that wasn’t where he was going.

No, today, he was going to her corner.

Axel hesitated as he walked down the narrow aisles between the towering shelves, each one seemingly closing in on him. His stomach twisted with nerves. What if she didn’t want to talk to him? What if she didn’t even notice him? All those thoughts buzzed in his mind, but as he rounded the corner, there she was again—curled up in her usual spot, completely lost in the pages of a book.

Her name was (Y/N), something Axel had learned from overhearing her in passing, when she spoke to someone else. But that was all he knew—her name, and the fact that she was as quiet and solitary as he was. She wasn’t one for small talk, and neither was he. But the thought of never talking to her at all felt like a missed opportunity he might regret forever.

Taking a deep breath, Axel pushed his anxiety aside. He approached her table, the clink of his shoes on the hard floor sounding louder in his ears than it ever had before. She didn’t notice him at first, so he waited for a moment, lingering awkwardly by the side of her chair.

“Uh, hey,” he said, his voice low, almost drowned out by the soft hum of the library’s quiet atmosphere. He winced at how uncertain he sounded.

She looked up from her book, her (Y/E/C) eyes meeting his with a surprise that quickly turned into a soft smile. “Hey,” she replied, her voice gentle, like a breeze on a warm day. “Can I help you with something?”

Axel almost froze. This wasn’t how he’d imagined this moment going—he hadn’t expected her to look so effortlessly calm, so… comfortable. He had spent so many nights thinking about what he’d say, crafting a perfect line, but now that he was standing here, everything felt messy, unorganized, like his thoughts were tumbling over themselves.

“I, uh,” he cleared his throat, his fingers fiddling with the strap of his bag. “I’ve seen you around the library a lot. You’re always in this corner.”

(Y/N) chuckled softly, a sound that made something warm flutter in Axel’s chest. “Yeah, it’s kind of my spot. I like it here. The quiet helps me focus.”

Axel nodded, his hands now nervously resting on the edge of the table. “I get that. I usually sit by the windows, but I—well, I thought maybe I’d try something different today.”

Her smile grew a little warmer, and Axel couldn’t help but notice the way her (Y/H/C) hair framed her face. There was something about her that made him feel like he’d been missing out on something, like there was a world of conversation and ideas just waiting for him to step into it.

“I’m (Y/N), by the way,” she said, her voice soft but inviting.

“Axel,” he replied, feeling an odd sense of relief. They had finally exchanged names, something that made this moment feel less like an impromptu encounter and more like an actual conversation.

They both stood there for a beat, unsure of what to say next. Axel wasn’t exactly the best at small talk, and it seemed (Y/N) wasn’t either. But she didn’t seem uncomfortable, just curious, like she was willing to see where this went. For the first time, Axel felt like maybe it was okay to let the silence hang between them. Maybe that was enough.

“What are you reading?” Axel asked, glancing down at the book in her hands, the title unfamiliar to him.

“Oh, it’s a collection of short stories by Kafka,” she said, her eyes lighting up as she spoke about it. “I’m trying to get through all of his works. I find his writing really fascinating—how he captures human nature and the way we cope with absurdity.”

Axel blinked, genuinely impressed. He had read The Metamorphosis for class once, but he had never given much thought to Kafka beyond that. “That sounds… interesting,” he said, though he wasn’t sure if he could fully grasp what she was saying. Still, he wanted to keep the conversation going. “I mean, I don’t think I’d get that deep into it, but it sounds like you really like it.”

She smiled again, the edges of her eyes crinkling slightly. “I guess I do. But I get why it’s not for everyone. Some of his stories are pretty strange, even for me.”

Axel laughed quietly, feeling his nerves ease just a little. There was something so effortlessly disarming about her—her intelligence, her calm demeanor, the way she spoke with such clarity and passion. It made him want to know more, to be a part of her world.

“Well, if you ever want someone to talk about it with, I’d be up for that,” Axel said, his words coming out more confidently than he expected. He couldn’t believe he’d said that, but it felt right. It felt like a step toward something, even if it was small.

(Y/N) looked at him for a moment, her expression softening as if considering his offer. “I’d like that,” she said, her smile growing just a little. “Maybe we can meet up next week and discuss it. I could use a fresh perspective.”

Axel nodded, his heart racing now for entirely different reasons. This was happening. He was talking to her—really talking to her. Not just standing in the same room or glancing from afar. He was here, with her, and maybe—just maybe—this was the start of something new.

“Sounds good,” he said, smiling back at her. “I’ll see you then.”

As Axel walked away, heading back to his usual spot by the window, he couldn’t help but feel a little lighter. The rain outside had started to pour harder, but inside, it was as if everything had shifted. He hadn’t expected anything big to happen today, but somehow, he’d taken a step toward something bigger than he had ever thought possible.

For the first time in a long while, Axel felt like he was exactly where he was supposed to be.

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Conversations with Little Harry

(I saw this on TikTok and wanted to do my own with the Harry Potter characters) Young Harry in bold, adult Harry in plain text

are we still living under the stairs? no, we go to a place where dreams come true

do we ever have friends? yes, so many and family too

do i get to live with sirius? no, but he teaches us what family means

do we marry cho? no we find a much deeper better love

does you know who go away? yes, and he is gone and we are not afraid to call him voldemort

are we happy? the happiest

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The real beauty in life is that beauty can sometimes occur.

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the dream is to be good enough to have the 99% of pain for the 1% of feeling alive

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loving you is a risk i'm willing to take

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Happy Thanksgiving <3

I'm grateful for all of you

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my darling, you will never be unloved by me you are too well tangled in my soul

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new obsession: axel kovacevic

i love him sm

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we are all broken that's how the light gets in

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Drop this sunflower 🌻 into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy! Let’s spread a little sunshine ☀️

And thank you for the star ⭐️

Awww tysm!!! Hope you have a great week!