d.m.
going cold turkey is easier than i expected. with my new life, there's a thousand things i'd rather do than get wasted.
harry potter is incredible. he's amazing and soft spoken and sassy and absolutely mine. i love that part. for the first time, i was the one he loved and that filled me up with feelings i couldn't comprehend.
his hair is uncontrollable, dark, with the softest little curly ringlets. i could run my fingers through them until i died. his scar ran through part of his eyebrow, leaving a gap where there was no hair, making even more attractive. i like kissing his forehead, so he knows i'm taller than him. i like holding his hand and feeling his warmth fill me. our fingers interlocked like they were meant to be together. i loved digging my nails into his back as much as he loved trailing his lips down my neck. i liked humming in his ear until we both fell asleep.
he was absolutely intoxicating. i didn't need alcohol. i just needed him.
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café au lait {drarry}
Fiksi Penggemaryou can't begin to explain a love story in a couple of words. but the best things in life are kept simple: two cups of café au lait, the whisper of the words, "i love you,"
