An Unbreakable Vow?” said Ron, looking stunned. “Nah, he can’t have…. Are you sure?”
“Yes I’m sure,” said Harry. “Why, what does it mean?”
“Well, you can’t break an Unbreakable Vow…”
“I’d worked that much out for myself, funnily enough.
My desires in a relationship have changed over time. I no longer want someone who promises to always love me and never leave me, I need someone who understands that life happens and sometimes things don’t work out. I don’t want someone who sugar coats things and never gets angry with me, I need someone to tell me how it really is and put me in my place. I need to be able to go five hours without talking to you and not feel lost or incomplete. I am complete without you. But with you, I want to be so much better. I want to be stronger with you. I want us to grow together and help each other grow individually. I don’t need you, but I really fucking want you. And this may not work out, but the fact that you understand all of this and this how our relationship works, makes me think we’ve got a pretty good shot.
And then something invisible snapped insider her, and that which had come together commenced to fall apart.
"Hate is a strong word," they say.
And they don’t want us to have access to strong words. They want us to use weak words. They want us to say “I’m not comfortable with this”. Then they say “It’s important that you expand your comfort zone”.
Grow some fucken balls and talk to me. Stop fucken sub tweeting me. Stop liking every fucken thing I post. Stop favouriting every single fucken Instagram post and tweet and status. Grow the fuck up. You’re the one who stopped talking to me so don’t expect me to open the door for you first. I miss you but you’ll never hear it from me because you’re too busy having a pity party and trying to blame me for your own actions. It’s your own fault. You aren’t the only one who’s hurting you know. Done.