This Part Of " My Tears Ricochet " By Taylor Swift Is So Shauna And Jackie.

Yellowjackets season 3 episode 9 broke me completely.

I talk to the moon every night,

In her glow, I seek your smile.

But it never feels quite right,

For she’s never warm nor wild.

It doesn't matter what book I'm reading in the moment I can't go on for too long without re-reading Crimson Rivers. I can't help it... it's an obsession.

Taste by Sabrina Carpenter is soooo Barty being mad about Peter obsessing over Gilderoy .

"...Every time you close your eyes

And feel his lips, you're feelin' mine

And every time you breathe his air

Just know I was already there

You can have him if you like

I've been there, done that, once or twice

And singin' 'bout it don't mean I care

Yeah, I know I've been known to share..."

He's been know to share? Yeah, like when Regulus left him for James! Case closed.

I'm tired of people hating on Atyd specially on the characterization of Remus. People often say " I hate how rude and inconsiderate he is sometimes, he would never do that" as if his personality and the way he reacts isn't a direct reflection of the hostile environment he grew up in. He didn't have anyone growing up, his father decided to leave this world and his mother left him in an orphanage where he never had anyone.

I look at you across the sky, you shine so bright...

No. I look at you across the room, you're surrendered by laughing mouths and judging looks. They watch you crack jokes and shamelessly flirt, but I look at you and see that eternal glow in your eye, the sharp eyeliner you took two weeks to perfect, the scars that peek through the sleeves of your silk shirt and I just admire you. Our friends laugh, they say that I look at you like "you put the moon on the sky". Funny how that's the one thing you protect me from.

You know what's truly devastating? That people often overlook Mary's grief. She lost everything she held most dear to a war she never wanted to be part of and had been affecting her since it started, and I'm talking about the segregation and mistreatment that she had to suffer all of her teenage years. Because a war doesn't start in the field, it starts in the mind. In the minds of those who choose to hurt others for simply being different, thinking different and sometimes just for existing.

In the end she chose to wipe her memory, all of those years that brought her so much joy that now only brought her to tears. She chose to live in ignorance, but ignorance is the greatest gift and the biggest curse.

I hate how eager we always are to get the last word in an argument when, looking back at it, those are the ones we regret the most.

Around this time one year and a half I entered the Marauders fandom because I had found an interesting looking audiobook in Spotify... little did I know that it was fanfiction. I'm so grateful to be in this fandom and get to know so many wonderful people with incredible minds and imagination.

I've been working on doing some of the All te Young Dudes covers and maybe one day I'll learn how to bind it all together.