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☀️ sun summoner ☀️
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i’m on the verge of crying from physics homework but dancing queen came on so there’s no time for tears it’s disco time
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Hi. I’ve got a guy interested in me again & I’m already freaking out and want to pull away ✌🏻😩
Why am I like this???
ABBA's return is probably the best thing to ever happen to me
ABBA waited until our darkest moments, when the world needed them most, and then they returned.
some things we should start romanticising
bike rides, especially when listening to music. the wind in your hair, the songs in your ears, every sound being quiet and living in your own bubble of lyrics. (edit: in some countries this is illegal and it can be dangerous - i had not thought of that and i apologise)
sitting in a bus. you’re going back home, maybe you’re reading a book or just looking outside of the foggy glass.
making tea. warming up the water, bringing it to a simmer and closing the gas, pouring it into a ceramic mug, the perfume of tea leaves: it’s a ritual.
buying a new book. walking in a book store, reading the first page of a book that sounds interesting, choosing a book because of its cover, never having heard of that book.
reading the last page of a book. that one doctor who episode where the doctor says he rips the last page of each book he reads, reading the last line and feeling like all the air in your lungs is gone.
that one specific moment when you are coming back from a party and you’re walking the few last steps before getting home.
writing your name on a new notebook. scribbling messy letters or trying hard to make it look pretty.
tying shoe laces. where are you even going?
picking a flower. getting off the road and into a patch of grass just to pick a yellow wild flower, pressing it in a book, or putting it in a glass of water.
finally getting to bed. the cold bedsheets, closing your burning eyes, the small sounds of the city.
-c. 23.07.20 6.15pm
yelena belova? more like yelena, my beloved <3
when george weasley fell in love, the whole school knew about it. not because he shouted it from the rooftops (though, one late november evening, there was some love-filled shouting reporting from the top of the astronomy tower)
what truly gave george away was the locket he began to wear around his neck. a small, gold heart, sat on top of his button downs, his ties, his sweaters. he wore it in every quidditch game, at every party, and even when he bathed.
with hermione's assistance, he added an undetectable extension charm to the inside of the locket. only his close friends and his brothers knew what he really kept in there, though, during a heated game of truth or dare at a common room party, he was forced to reveal it to the whole house.
with flushed cheeks, george pulled note after note from the inside of the pendant. scraps of parchment with 'i love you' scrawled on it in messy writing. short poems, brief love letters, and silly drawings motivated by boredom. george saved every single one, and wore them 'round his neck to always keep his lover close