stuck elsewhere

You know, if Harry Potter was real, I'd be Hermione Granger and I'd have the most amazing, most loyal friends around me all the time, and a goofy, athletic, sweet guy would suddenly and magically realize that he loves me, despite the fact that I'm kind of annoying and a bit of a know-it-all. Despite the fact.


consistent thought

A part of me keeps waiting for you to remember me. But the problem is, you think you do remember me, and you hate what you remember. So it's time to stop waiting. It's been time, but I couldn't shake it.