Book Worm Girl

To the people who look to the stars and wish

[hexeosis]

[stonerparty]

hexeosis

[the-book-diaries]

“Perhaps if I make myself write I shall find out what is wrong with me.”

— Dodie Smith, I Capture the Castle (via the-book-diaries)

[books-n-quotes]

“The most dangerous sicknesses are those that make us believe we are well.”

— Lauren Oliver, Delirium (via books-n-quotes)

[inspiration-and-motivation]

[sandypark1988]

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[clarinetphello]

One of the people I play with has this backpack and it is awesome!!!!

[jcanimus]

Holy fuck I want it

[sincerelykaotik]

@mercyinred I’ve never needed anything so much in my life 😫

[queenbri2015]

I. Want. It.

[please-call-me-kitten-deactivat]

I have a purse like this. Its bomb

[mirab3lle]

Someone came into my work with one of these and I was like “oh that’s that purse from the internet” and they let me touch it and they actually seem to be well made. The material has a completely different feeling than you’d expect too. I thought the panels would he hard but they’re not.

[galena-bismon]

Ok now want one too

[pitbulls-and-tattoos]

[thepersonalquotes]

[the-book-diaries]

“…One day—preferably when we’re both blind drunk—we can talk about it.”

— J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey

[wordsnquotes]

“Let your plans be dark and as impenetrable as night, and when you move, fall like a thunderbolt.”

— Sun Tzu, The Art of War (via fyp-philosophy)

[wnq-writers]

“I know you’re nothing like them, you’re too thoughtful, too sensible to be like them, I don’t want you to be ashamed of yourself, being sensitive is not a curse, you have a heart, and this heart is too soft and delicate, and so you feel, you feel and that’s nothing to be ashamed of. Stop hiding your true side, it’s way more beautiful than theirs, I want you to stop talking like them, and start talking like you, to stop dressing like them and start dressing like you, I want you to stop wanting to be like them and start being you. And I’m not trying to be cliché and tell you you’re perfect just the way you are or anything like that, I’m just saying that I know you have an unimaginably beautiful heart and I don’t want you to hide that just because everybody else isn’t like you. You don’t have to be like them, by any means, especially when you’re so fucking special like that.”

— @highlypoetic  | Submit your writing(s)  @wnq-writers​

[wnq-writers]

“The beauty of her was how interchangeable she was. She was off balance. In contrast with herself. She was both happy and sad. Both hot and cold. Her skin was dusted with night stars but still carried the glow of a sun. Her body moved like the waves of the ocean yet her eyes were lit by fires. She was everything this world was made up of from its purest light to its abyss of darkness. Such beauty is a rare sight to see.”

— wanderessbody  | Submit your writing(s)  @wnq-writers​

[books-n-quotes]

“We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.”

— Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead

[quotemadness]

“I promise to plant kisses like seeds on your body, so in time you can grow to love yourself as I love you.”

— Tyler Knott Gregson (via quotemadness)

[darling-starfall-blog]

My mood all day today

[quotemadness]

“She thought she was independent and strong, but she got one small taste of love and she was hungrier than anyone. She was ravenous.”

— Ann Brashares

[darling-starfall-blog]

[the-book-diaries]

“Dreams are always crushing when they don’t come true. But it’s the simple dreams that are often the most painful because they seem so personal, so reasonable, so attainable. You’re always close enough to touch, but never quite close enough to hold and it’s enough to break your heart.”

— Nicholas Sparks, Three Weeks With My Brother

[makeuphall]