breakupbreakout.
i feel okay.
i love you.
in the same way i love jason. not in love-
but i really care about you.
there's something about the secrecy of this blog that makes my thoughts seem to lack that need for punctuation
i mean seriously whos going to care right
...but the Hermione in me knows I can't just let that go.
I really don't feel intelligent if I type like that.
dear jason:
your best trick was making my heart reappear.
i know i can love again.
i don't deserve to be lonely, and you have shown me that.
thank you.
not going to cry over you- don't worry or flatter yourself.
"because i know you really like me"
apparently I missed the part where you liked me too...?
dating is a two-way street, kiddo.
I feel as though now that I've dated Peter Pan, I've got something checked off on my list. I've felt what Wendy had felt and I don't much care for it.
I will always love you, Peter Pan. Always.
But never again will I date you.
this heart still belongs to one Ronald Weasley.
