rachana rajan <3

(fanfic in Harry’s POV)

(casually pretends like the last blog didn’t happen and I didn’t get vulnerable on my stories last night *clearing throat* anyway)

I don’t like hurting people.

So what happens every time I snap or stand up for myself or shout?

Yes, thank you for asking, I’ll tell you.

I go into this internal monologue where I feel I’m a bad human being and completely forget why I did that and start feeling guilty and insecure.

Also, completely forget that that situation and person needed that.

So the only possible cure for my feelings that I’ve found is the song dear reader where Taylor sings “dear reader bend when you can and snap when you have to”.

I hear that song on loop till that feeling heals.

Yes. Yes, I’m absolutely weird.

: P

P.S. Thank you for ignoring when I get a little crazy. My parents are wonderful people, let’s just blame it on the generation gap and not them 🙂