i never wrote it

I know that you are hurt but please, never lose that beautiful smile of yours.
—  it’s the only thing that keeps me from falling apart // ck.writes (on Instagram)
Sometimes I change my mind about people, sometimes I change my mind about myself. Sometimes I like things I thought I’d hate and sometimes I grow to hate things I used to love. Sometimes I can’t make up my mind because I don’t like any of the options and sometimes it’s because I like all of them too much. No one has everything figured out and some people don’t have anything figured out, but that’s called living and it means we’re real.
Once you graduate high school, you see who your real friends are. People change. Someone who you thought was your best friend will cut you off completely. Some of us enter high school with plenty of friends and end with only a few close ones. Others of us enter high school with only a few close friends and end with no friends at all. It’s just how life is. It’s like that sometimes. It sucks but it happens to almost everyone.
—  real friends // excerpt from a book I’ll never write #14
And though your eyes
Are not blue like the sea
And are instead the colour of the forest
That is fine by me
As I have never longed for
The smell and the taste of salt water
But I seek stable ground in
The form of forgotten trees.
—  another thing i wrote for my not girlfriend // Adrian Diane Epps
the wardrobe

James: Look at him being all “I’m a cool teacher”. Wanker.

Lily: Shut up you are just jealous.

James: Jealous? Jealous?! He became everything we hated Lils.

Lily: You are as dramatic as Sirius today Jamie.

James: Ooh, the Longbottom kid is first, I bet he is afraid of Augusta, Merlin knows Frankie was.

Lily: Did he just say-

James: Oh yes he did. That bastard bullied that kid so much, he became his biggest fear.

Lily: I- I’m-

James: I’m so excited! He is gonna make Snivellus look like Augusta, I remember that red handbag!

*Wands at the ready, Remus opens the wardrobe Snape walks out*

Lily: *watching warily* He looks so different, like he is taller.

James: It’s because the poor kid is scared of him shitless, Riddikulus Neville come on.

*Riddikulus and Snape is now wearing Augusta’s clothes*

James: *doubles over laughing* Moony– You– legend.

Lily: *tries not to laugh, fails* If Severus hears this–

James: *still laughing* Moony doesn’t give a fuck.

Lily: *grinning* I can see that.

James: Merlin– that hat. It suits him well. *tries to regulate his breath*

Lily: *smiling* That smirk on Harry’s face is all too familiar. 

James: Like father, like son.

*Boggart morphs into a mummy in front of Parvati*

James: That Parvati girl did well! 

Lily: Oh my– Seriously Seamus, a banshee?

James: I mean, kid has a point, that thing is scary.

*Dean walks up to the wardrobe*

Lily: A severed hand, like the one from the Addams Family?

James: From the what?

Lily: Don’t worry about it, Muggle thing. 

James: I know most Muggle things.

Lily: *disappointed* I never had the time to show you this one.

James: *changes the subject* Oh, Ronniekins of course has spiders for Boggarts.

*Harry walks up to the wardrobe, wand at the ready, looking excited*

Lily: It’s Harry’s turn, what if–

James: It wouldn’t assume his form Lils

Lily: But

*Remus throws himself in front of the Boggart*

Lily: Of course, it’s the full moon. 

James: The one thing he is scared of. 

Lily: He probably thought what we thought, still protective of the fawn.

James: Well, of course he is, don’t you remember how scared he was when he first held him?

Lily: *with a smile* Of course, I do

James: Well at least there’s someone who’s looking out for him now.

Lily: Soon, he will have Sirius back, too.

James: If the idiot doesn’t get himself locked up for committing the murder he was locked up for.

Lily: Well, that’s a possibility but Remus is sensible, I trust him.

*cue to the scene where Remus says “together” and Lily just stares at the camera like she’s in the office*

Lily: Have you ever seen a Boggart?

James: Yeah, once when I was 18 and I couldn’t do shit until my mum came and found me.

Lily: What did you see?

James: All of you guys were de-

Lily: *looking away* Oh, I- I see.

James: Those are foul creatures Lils, I’m actually glad Moony stopped Harry from facing his Boggart. 

Lily: Me, too. 

that’s what people do
they move on
they don’t stay at the
exact same place like
i do and i know i
should get the fuck up
i know. trust me i do.
but i cannot stop crying.
—  ck.writes (on Instagram)
People like you don’t notice girls like me. You’re the type of person to play sports and hang out with large group of people, whereas I’m the type of person to hang out with a few friends and read a book. Some say opposites attract, but not in my case.
—  opposites attract // excerpt from a book I’ll never write #9

tbh ill never forget what bighit did to jin. even if he does get the recognition we all know he rightfully deserves, i can’t. i can never forget how they ignored, isolated, discouraged, and restricted him from unveiling his true personality. i can never forget how they pushed him so far back in line ups that some armies didn’t even know he existed until they saw bts’ interviews. i can never forget how they called him a “visual” and yet gave him only two seconds of screen time, i can never forget how their excuse for jin’s lack of lines was that his voice was suited for korean ballad tracks and yet gave him the least amount of lines in bts’ slow & ballad songs, i can never forget how bighit released house of cards, a song for the vocal line, giving jin, a vocalist, one line to sing over and over again throughout the 3:46 duration of the song, i can never forget that jin, living in a culture where age is so significant, had to beg yoongi (edit: my usage of the word ‘beg’ was a bit too harsh for the nature of what happened so i apologize if it sounds misleading but either way, jin had to ask yoongi to GIVE HIM lines), someone who is younger than him, to give him lines in ‘dead leaves’ since he already knew he would get the least, i will never forget how jin was so surprised when he was approached to sing the ost because his confidence in his ability was so limited that he thought jungkook would be approached instead of him, i will never forget how jin was forgotten on the ‘comeback home’ header because he was so underappreciated, that the designer didn’t even remember he was in the group, i will never forget how the verses jin wrote for awake were rejected 20 times before it was used in the actual song, i will never forget how jin fucking cried while singing ‘awake’ at almost every show because of how much he knew (or thought) that he wasn’t equal with the members & yet in spite of it tried his best every single day just for them, i will never forget that jin’s vocals exceeded what bighit cared to show us to the point where when ‘awake’ was released, our hearts, mind, soul, & body were fucking astonished, blessed, & amazed by kim seokjin, the man at the back who can fucking sing but is constantly overshadowed. i will never, ever, ever forget how jin, who was excited for his graduation, wasn’t able to even go to his college graduation when jungkook was able to go to his, i will never, ever, ever forget no matter what how bighit treated kim seokjin & his talent. & i swear, the day kim seokjin gets the recognition & the lines he deserves, bighit will be ever sorry that they restricted fucking kim seokjin from being who he is. in bts’ next comeback, kim seokjin is getting fucking lines. i don’t care what we have to do armies & jin stans, we’re getting him lines no matter what. can we please trend the hangul hashtags that translate into #GiveJinMoreLines during a certain time in August?

As a person who hates getting left behind, I think about leaving too much. I always wanted to leave everyone and everything behind. But recently I have been wanting to stay. And I’m afraid that I might stay for the wrong reasons.
—  i understand why everyone left now. and it’s too late

“I’m still trying to figure it all out.”

“Figure what out?”

“Everything. Me. You. Us. Global warming. Life itself.” She laughs quietly.

“You can’t possibly figure all that out by yourself.”

“You over looked my point.” She rolls her eyes.

He just looks at her confused.

She sighs. “I’m trying to figure me out. I’m trying to figure out how you play into my life. I want to know why being with you was the only thing I ever understood.”

—  Adrian D Epps // An Unfinished Love Story
I wish I could read a book on what it would take to get you to fall in love. And I wish I could download an app that told me when you were happy or mad or jealous or confused. And I wish I could look up at the stars and they’d tell me what to say to you and when to say it. Because you’re a little too complicated for someone who likes things simple and I know you think I’m good at solving puzzles but I need something- just one thing- to be a little bit easier right now.
Long summer nights with new friends are always fun. Learning about each other in different ways. Getting drunk under the sunset, acting like fools. Being high as the night keeps going on and on forever.
—  summer nights // excerpt from a book I’ll never write #16
10

H A M I L T O N
Lin-Manuel Miranda

Legacy. What is a legacy? It’s planting seeds in a garden you never get to see. I wrote some notes at the beginning of a song someone will sing for me. America, you great unfinished symphony, you sent for me. You let me make a difference, a place where even orphan immigrants can leave their fingerprints and rise up. I’m running out of time. I’m running, and my time’s up! Wise up! Eyes up! I catch a glimpse of the other side. Laurens leads a soldier's’ chorus on the other side, my son is on the other side, he’s with my mother on the other side Washington is watching from the other side. Teach me how to say goodbye.

Rise up! Rise up! Rise up! Eliza! My love, take your time, I’ll see you on the other side.
Raise a glass to freedom…

I want someone who, despite every push I give to that person, every wall I put outside my heart, will overcome it and still say, “You are worth it to me.”
—  Excerpt from the book I’ll never write #55
I know I say I’m over you and I actually believe it most of the time, but I also know that if I saw you again, I’d fall right back into your trap. And if you reached out to me, I wouldn’t be able to ignore it. So yeah, I guess on some level I still miss you, but I also know that I used to lay in bed for hours staring at the ceiling and I don’t do that anymore. So maybe I’m not completely over it, but I’m also not completely broken anymore.
she admires him from afar,
sneaking glances every now
and then hoping he doesn’t
catch her staring at the boy
she’s in love with.
—  admire // except from a book I’ll never write #8