I hit my head, or brain helmet.

At one magical instant in your early childhood, the page of a book—that string of confused, alien ciphers—shivered into meaning. Words spoke to you, gave up their secrets; at that moment, whole universes opened. You became, irrevocably, a reader.

Alberto Manguel (via thelifeofabookjunky)

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My response to this outfit: I love it!

My mom’s response to this outfit: “Ew you’re all bony. And I don’t like that color on you, it does nothing for you and washes you out.”

thats love for ya

My waffle craving has officially been satisfied!

My ten year old niece has a Facebook, and I’m currently IMing her via chat.

what

My co-worker decided to greet me today by telling me that I look like I’m gaining weight. I’m eating this in his honor.

I leapt eagerly into books. The characters’ lives were so much more interesting than the lonely heartbeat of my own.

Out of the Easy by Ruta Sepetys (via prettybooks)

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icecoldnukacola:

i’m cute as hell, which is incidentally where i came from

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All men must die, but we are not men

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catsandthelaw:

So much lust for the Folio Society edition of His Dark Materials by Phillip Pullman. Illustrated by Peter Bailey

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I like people with depth, I like people with emotion, I like people with a strong mind, an interesting mind, a twisted mind, and also someone that can make me smile.

Abbey Lee Kershaw (via meusvidaeamor)

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The best part of my day was my after work poop.

Which is why I’m glad I have the next two days off. Maybe I’ll finally get some tumblr time in.

Hello homemade breakfast sandwich.

This is love, she thought, isn’t it? When you notice someone’s absence and hate that absence more than anything? More, even, than you love his presence?

Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated (via durianquotes)

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