Diya

Bananas are yellow 
          And dumbledore is dead..
          Just logged in for a min..
          And guess what.. 
          Wattshit is dead too...

sun or moon?

does it not hurt him like the way im hurting? did i mean so little to him like how can you even think of hurting someone you once called your companion for life? were all these just empty words or did they actually mean anything? i guess I'll never know because apparently he's just too scared to admit what he's feeling and I DON'T want to be a part of it anymore 

what is that book its dramione where Hermione is misunderstood by everyone, realises she's a gaunt then goes in muggle world as emma wattson?? im going crazy i cannot find it!!!! HELP

also m still not over draco idk if its concerning 

everything's so boring nowadays I'm coming back here more frequently than ever in these past few days in comparison to last year
          i just feel like too much has happened n m not in the right state of mind to process
          guess im back yeeehawww

Your username is a mood and I LOVE IT-

@barblingo wbu?

@barblingo yes and no both

a token of kindness [ 18th july 2023 ] 
          
          insecure poems, confident aches; inspired decades yet everyday a death. stretching silences, concrete words; homes that melt and walls that echo. floating feet, rotten flowers; waves that pause in an ocean that seamlessly flows. 
          
          fluttering thoughts, fiddling feelings; coloured mouths and disappearing promises. hibernating lights and travelling darknesses; lingering lilacs and luminescent shadows. 
          
          minds of pearls, mouths of venom; do not lose by playing to their strengths. corridors of history, weaponsied love; transient nor malleable. fragile loneliness, screaming insecurities;  not every sunset has to be colourful. 
          
          sun of rain, thunders of frustration; mornings like amnesia, cloudless burdens. midday pride, repentance heavy; grief stricken victories, blackbird joys. mansions of footsteps, tears of dreams; we are all graves carrying the dying spark of life in us. 
           #adropofhumanity