Author has written 11 stories for Harry Potter.
My ships: Snily
Luna x Pansy
Cho x Cedric
Albus x Grinnewald
Voldemort x Bellatrix
Victoire x Teddy
Yeah, so I like Harry Potter and John Green and Nerdfighters.
"I have a daughter who reminds me too much of what I used to be, full of love and joy, kissing every person she meets because everyone is good and will do her no harm. And that terrifies me to the point where I can barely function."
Kurt Cobain, in his suicide note
DON'T LET THE MUGGLES GET YOU DOWN
In love with Andrea Gibson. Wasabi:
The plan was to play hard to get, that’s right.
I wasn’t just gonna go
given’ myself away, I’m no easy catch.
Can you really see me in fishnets? No.
I always find myself slippin’ out the holes,
swimmin’ back out to sea.
I’d never been anybody’s sushi roll.
But she, has lips like wasabi.
My eyes water every time we kiss.
Makes me wish we had a porch swing
and a little home
Makes me wish I could right wrongs
instead of poems
The heart is a bullet that’s terrified of blood
Love is a windshield wiper in a hurricane
nothing is ever clear
You mistake her name for the moon
Mistake porch lights for the stars
And sometimes they are
her constellations lead me home
ten thousand shades of open
and if there’s one thing in this world
i’ve ever known for sure it’s that this girl
is gonna crush me like a small bug,
leave me so fucking broken there’ll
be body bags beneath my eyes
from nights i cried so hard the stars died
but i’m like, go ahead, i’m all yours
i would kiss you in the middle of the ocean
during a lightning storm
cause i’d rather be left for dead that left
to wonder what thunder sounds like
i’m not looking for someone to save me
liferafts might keep you afloat but they rarely
get you anywhere and i’ve got places i want to go
so break me in two,
peal back my ribcage and cover every page of my
heart with love poems that you will burn some day
the most fertile lands were built by the hands of volcanoes
and i want to know what grows beneath the drone of
hallmark and roses
i want your goodbye to feel like explosives
your lips a burning building without fire escapes
your hips the gates of hell if i know if heaven exists
but this will do just fine
and i want to feel you like life lines on the palms of
Jesus when nails went through
Is that really, really creepy?
Just in case it is, let me also say that i want you
sleepy-eyed in the morning waking at my side
like a warm summer sky born from
so much softness the horizon cries every time
night fall comes to take you
let me also say that i want to make you sandwiches and soup
and peanut butter cookies, though
the truth is peanut butter is really bad for you
cause they grow peanuts in old cotton fields
to get the toxins out of the soil
but hey, you like peanut butter and i like you
let me also say i’ve never seen anything more
gorgeous than you were that night
the moon bending through the window blinds
i told time by the light casting shadows across your face
while you told me the story my grandparents married for 63 years
on the day my grandfather died he lay in bed and said
nothing but love love love love then he puckered his lips
and kissed my grandmother for the last time
love love love
love is like sunshine sometimes you have to get burned
to know you were there and i want to know i’m here
every single part of me my heart open as the river’s eyes
the first time it sees the ocean
my god look at those waves
listen to that thundering tide
can you imagine anything more frightening?
can you imagine anything more alive?