Paper Lover

This is an ode to all things books. Pure and simple.

[blasiedaisy-blog]

“I just need you and some sunsets.”

— Atticus (via syntacked)

[murmurrs]

Let it go, let it leave, let it happen. Nothing in this world was promised or belonged to you anyway.

Rupi Kaur, All You Own Is Yourself

[jameslaurentxx]

[kitty-n-classe]

[poemsandword]

[books-n-quotes]

It’s a strange feeling to miss something you don’t even know.

David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest (via books-n-quotes)

[story-dj]

[allthingsshabbyandbeautiful-dea]

[wordsnquotes]

nacarat

A rare word, nacarat is defined as a bright orange-red colour. (via wordsnquotes)

[theijeoma-deactivated20180827]

so, here you are too foreign for home too foreign for here. never enough for both.

Ijeoma Umebinyuo, “diaspora blues“ (via thestylishgypsy)

[boy-so-pale]

[bled]

[jamigreenfield]

a little poetry.

[nakupendarafiki]

[psychquotesss]

Our wounds are often the openings into the best and most beautiful part of us.

David Richo

[quotemadness]

This is why people touch. Sometimes words are just not enough.

Nicola Yoon 

[thequotejournals]

I lay on the bed and lost myself in stories. I liked that. Books were safer than other people anyways.

Neil Gaiman, Ocean at the End of the Lane