October arrived, spreading a damp chill over the grounds and into the castle. Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, was kept busy by a sudden spate of colds among the staff and students. Raindrops the size of bullets thundered on the castle windows for days on end; the lake rose, the flower beds turned into muddy streams, and Hagrid’s pumpkins swelled to the size of garden sheds.
J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (via serkeletonhell)
Kissing him felt like a conversation, one that was existentially complex and beautiful. And all I could think about was how much I wanted him to keep talking.
I want to roll over at 2 a.m. to a kiss from you not a text message
I just want someone who won’t get annoyed when I text them six times or in all caps. Someone I can go on long drives with and can sing along to the radio with. Someone I can eat pizza with at 2am and kiss at 6pm. Someone who chooses me everyday and never thinks twice about it.