I’m romantic, horribly so. One day, I want to be in a relationship where I’m happy. I’m sorry for not always being pretty, and for when I’m moody. There will be ups and downs, duh, but still. I don’t want to be comfortable in that we take each other for granted, but more comfortable to where we can fart around each other and deny it when it’s obvious we’re guilty. I want to be able to watch all the fucking animated movies I want.
I hope he’s okay with me playing tons of music and putting up Harry Potter and Pixar decorations.
I want us to be able to sit together in silence, be it when we’re working, on the computer, reading, or anything of the sort. I want to look up at him and be able to communicate what’s wrong in seconds, not being concerned with saying what I think and what I feel. I want to have conversations of substance. I want to talk about things that concern me and dive into the possibilities of the universe. I want to play video games together, play with pets, sing a couple songs, and maybe even, oh, idk, cuddle?
And of course, please, please let him play Quidditch.
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littleshitmalfoy said:
Kristine you’re so cute. :3 But don’t miss out on people just because they don’t meet all of your expectations. This is what relationships build to, not start at. And never give up on romance. Sometimes, it’s the last lovely thing worth holding onto.
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imflylikequidditch said:
so it looks like you’ve just described me. I’m in!
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