i talk to the moon about you every night. the stars surrounding her are getting tired of me uttering your name as if that’s the only word in the dictionary.
an excerpt from a book i’ll never write #2 (via heavyemptyheart)
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I could pull the steering wheel
Draco, letting Hermione teach him how to dance.
OMG people please don’t do this to me.
All I can say is that you make me… you make me into someone I couldn’t even imagine. You make me happy, even when you’re awful. I would rather be with you - even the you that you seem to think is diminished - than with anyone else in the world.
Jojo Moyes, Me Before You (via jeez-imgay)