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"I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all the people that I have met, all the women that I have loved; all the cities I have visited."

• me: this book destroyed my life
• me: *add to the favorite books list*

gazerlily:

THERE ARE OTHER BOOKS OUT THERE IN THE WORLD BESIDES FAULTS IN OUR STARS, PERKS AND LOOKING FOR ALASKA 

takethatscumberbitch:

sunsetorangepeeta:

I want to go to a bookstore and sit there and read and then have a boy walk up to me and comment on the book I’m reading and then he’ll sit down with me and talk to me about it and then we’ll fall in love and get married and read books together like is that too much to ask

we should try and pair up everyone who has reblogged this into couples

tinychatter:

imagine reading a book of all the lies you’ve told

edmundherondale:

I always feel protective of books that I love that turn into movies like if I hear people talking about them in real life I just want to hit them with a rake

phatamy:

urietarded:

textbooks attempting to be racially diverse will always be the funniest thing 

chow liung pao and shyniqua went to the supermarket

fullmetalfisting:

one time in high school i didnt read the assigned book and i was like fuck it imma write this essay anyway and i had no idea what the book was even about or who the characters were so i just spewed out some shit about archetypes and the teacher came up to me after class and told me i was the only student who truly understood the book 

barnabympreg:

eat pray love more like eat eat eat 

ihavetopee:

beyonce upon a time

believed:

one direction just needs to slow down for real lil bros need to pace themselves they’re running around shooting blanks and like half of them are borderline deranged and the little blond guy is about one more knee injury away from having to be taken out back and shot like old yeller

stop doing everything just go take a year-long nap or disappear into the wilderness or join a convent or something

"You know that place between sleep and awake, the place where you can still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you. That’s where I’ll be waiting."

cityofbadass:

Do you ever wonder about how an author would describe you in a novel? Not only your appearance but the way you talk and laugh and hold yourself and all the expressions on your face?

Has anyone read ‘Looking for Alaska’ by John Green? 

callmep00deep:

callmep00deep:

fishingboatproceeds:

sstephaniecaroll:

and if so, would you recommend it?

I thought it was okay.

my question for you is what in the hell is wrong with you

oh wait you’re john green, I’ll just die now

kirathrace:

I love doing my thing while someone else is in the room doing their thing. Like if you come over and you want to sit by the window and read while I sit on the floor drawing something and listening to a cd that would be very nice.