Casually scrolling on the dash, looking at all the glorious posts like
Then you click to make a picture bigger, but your mouse decides to click on the blog name instead, and you lose your spot on the dash
Doubt can creep up on you like the mist
Its tendrils slowly encroaching around your heart, swirling around your soul- uncontrollable, growing, until you can see nothing but gray.
+Harry Potter as a teen comedy
I bow down to the genius that made this.
+I simply hope that you are happy.
It’s all I want, more than anything. And it kills me that I can’t be the one to make you so, to light up your face with that smile, but as long as someone can, then that’s all that matters…
+Because I can’t move, won’t move away from our memory.
Because I’m still haunted by your laughter in the recesses of my mind.
Because even all these years later, I still stand there, lost.
Because if one day you need me, then you will know where to find me.
Because of you.
