I asked the universe to fall in love And the universe answered First I fell in love with the dirt beneath my feet Molding itself around each step I planted Then I fell in love with the growing seeds, brushing against my ankles Even the weeds didn’t hold me back, for I loved them too Next I loved the sea, crashing against my kneecaps with fury and grace With each cold wave I was reminded of the warmth in my breath After that I loved the air, pushing me forward And forcing my stubborn gaze upon a new horizon Finally I looked up, and loved the sunlight Shining on my skin, nourishing a glow no one else could replicate Soon after, I met you I remembered how wonderful it felt to love And thought, perhaps, it might feel just as good to love you I asked the universe to fall in love And the universe answered I saw your disgust at the mud paths I walked along As you criticized the thorns prodding my ankles When the sea crashed a little too hard, you did not attempt to lift me up But instead only showed your strength to pull me away from the wind’s current Then, I found that when I looked to the sky, the sun no longer shined the way it used to Instead it lay dark, covered by a single greedy cloud So I decided not to love you For as much as I loved to love And tried to love The universe answered And the answer was no
(a.e.)
Tell me if I’m doing something weird. Sometimes I can’t tell.
Francesca Zappia, Made You Up (via the-book-diaries)
But it didn’t break me. Nothing can break me unless I let it.
Rainbow Rowell, Fangirl (via the-book-diaries)
How strange it is. We have these deep terrible lingering fears about ourselves and the people we love. Yet we walk around, talk to people, eat and drink. We manage to function. The feelings are deep and real. Shouldn’t they paralyze us? How is it we can survive them, at least for a little while? We drive a car, we teach a class. How is it no one sees how deeply afraid we were, last night, this morning? Is it something we all hide from each other, by mutual consent? Or do we share the same secret without knowing it? Wear the same disguise?
Don DeLillo, White Noise (via the-book-diaries)
https://iglovequotes.net/
let’s burn that lab to the ground.
She is sugar, curiosity, and rain.
E. Lockhart, We Were Liars (via the-book-diaries)
Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Regulus Black/James Potter, Barty Crouch Jr./Evan Rosier, Marlene McKinnon/Dorcas Meadowes Characters: James Potter, Regulus Black, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black Additional Tags: Established Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, POV James Potter, POV Regulus Black, Sirius Black Dies, wolfstar, Sunseeker, Starchaser, Eventual Romance, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Wolfstar has a baby, Modern AU, Alternate Universe - No Voldemort Summary:
As a rule, James didn’t really get on Facebook. He kept it pretty much exclusively to be tagged in embarrassing photos by his mother and Remus. Curiosity got the better of him and he unlocked the phone quickly. He nearly dropped it as soon as he read the damn thing.
Regulus Black wants to be your friend!
Regulus Black. Sirius Black. The Tesco Man. James was going to be sick with both dread and excitement. He clicked the notification and was taken to Regulus’ profile immediately.
The Tesco man in the (digital) flesh. Regulus Black. Lives in Leeds, UK. Works as a Copy Editor for Sapphire Publishing Limited. Graduated from Kingston University (2018) and University of London (2015). Single. From Essex, UK. Dark, curly hair. Piercing grey eyes. Gentle smile. Snappy dresser. No mutual connections.
Sirius’ little brother.
And whether you like it or not, I belong to you.
Franz Kafka, Letters To Felice (via the-book-diaries)
I'm a writer, a reader, and a lover of a whole lot of things. Welcome to what brings me happiness.AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/ravenclawstearoom/profileCurrently Writing: The Sun and the Moon.
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