allures
I still haven't given up on breaking out of this two-star town. I've got the green light. I've got a little flight. I'm going to turn this thing around.
A flare of a flame. Burns steady and slow at times and wild and angry at other times. I want to fly my fingers through the flame and watch it dance. Sometimes I feel like a fire held deep under the water.
Relationships require sacrifice, reciprocation, and effort. No strong friendship or relationship is the way it is just because it's easy. Nobody said it was easy. It's up to you to decide whether it's worth it or not.
You. are so dull. It's incredible how I didn't realize what a waste of time you were. Dull days, dull pain, dull emotions, dull talk. You and your new girlfriend are the dullest couple of all time. You walk like stiff mannequins, barely moving a muscle. No facial emotions, no laughter. Is it even possible that I looked like that girl when I was with you a year ago?
the setting is all wrong. I never do well in crowds, where I feel like I'm suffocating and being pushed inward by all sort of opposing pressures. Just take me somewhere where we can talk alone.
I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without falling over. There's something appealing about the view from a cliff, that goes unseen by those too afraid to step away from the center.
my friend Ama loves braiding hair. she's African American and has really frizzy coarse thick dark hair and she can't do much with it. She loves white girl hair. I have long, blonde straight hair, and while I don't care much for it, Ama loves touching it. I sit in front of her in Government class and whenever I wear my hair down, she asks if she can brush it and braid it.
You claim your pure evil, but I have evidence you're not. You're as pure as gold, and you've learned to cover your hurt with sarcastic indifference. You say you belong in Slytherin but you actually match a true Gryffindor. You should be here with me.
I'm pressed against a wall. You have me up against a wall. I can't do this anymore.