[mayalucasdaily]

[libraryspectre]

Do y'all remember being a kid and trying to read in the car while it was dark outside and your parents wouldn’t let you turn on the light so you would try to grab snatches of sentences when you passed by street lights

[c-sand]

Okay, but let’s be real. Peter. Handsome silver fox. With cute matching gap teeth. Who likes her dog. Who isn’t uncomfortable talking about going to therapy to deal with how past relationships have affected him. Who wouldn’t force her to move and leave the job she loves. Who seems confident enough in himself – but also doesn’t walk around talking about how Rachel’s already his. Didn’t spend their first date acting like he’s already in love with her [which is a massive pet peeve of mine]. Who doesn’t eat someone’s face off as a first kiss. Peter.

[scorpusmalfoy]

with shortness of breath, you explained the infinite. how rare and beautiful it is to even exist.

saturn // sleeping at last

[tristrapedia]

My literature classes didn’t help. My professors stressed the importance of approaching a text with detachment, with a critical gaze rather than an emotional one. There wasn’t a place in academia for gushing or ranting. There wasn’t room to simply say, “I loved this and I don’t know why.” One had to use academic jargon. One had to be methodical and thorough. It was like listening to a song and wanting so badly to get up and dance, but instead of dancing, you have to sit there and think about why those sounds made you want to dance and consider the exact mechanics behind the formula of a danceable song. And I didn’t want to fucking do that. I just wanted to dance. I just wanted to read. I just wanted to write. I didn’t want to deconstruct lines of poetry or do a close reading of Faulkner’s usage of semicolons.

Jenny Zhang, ‘The Quiet Importance of Angst-y Art’, Rookie  (via plautusthetortoise)

[falsittos]

maya hart appreciation week; day five; favourite quotes

“talk to him.”

[rowanblnchrd]

honestly there have been so many times when movie heros could've just kicked the bad guy in the dick and it would've been over literally done i don't get it

[stydixa]

[dephus]

Maybe some women aren’t meant to be tamed. Maybe they just need to run free until they find someone just as wild to run with them.

Candace Bushnell (via ohteenscanrelate)

[dephus]

I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.

Lisa Kleypas, Blue-Eyed Devil (via ohteenscanrelate)

[dephus]

Even the strongest and bravest must sometimes weep. It shows they have a great heart, one that can feel compassion for others.

Brian Jacques, Redwall (via ohteenscanrelate)

[dephus]

Anyone who has lost something they thought was theirs forever finally comes to realise that nothing really belongs to them.

Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist (via ohteenscanrelate)

[dephus]

Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.

Paulo Coelho, By The River Pedra I Sat Down And Wept (via ohteenscanrelate)

[millennial-review-deactivated20]

[jockxgoth]

we were all forced to read “classics” in school so reblog and put the one you actually ended up liking a lot and the one you can’t fucking stand in the tags

my fave is Lord of the Flies and I ironically enough want to burn every copy of Fahrenheit 451. trash

[wormsuggestion]

Heres my impression of dean from gilmore girls. *Big voice* rory pay attention to me. i dont understand what’s wrong with patriarchy i kind of like it? love me right now or else rory. NOW IM YELLING. rory you eat a lot. ha ha rory your moms weird. rory im jealous of everyone always. pay attention to me or ill fight someone rory. ill fight your mom. your grandfather. your friends. your moms friends. ill fight the president. ill fight my self *horrible high pitched whining that continues nonstop for 3 days.*  rory i cant fit through this doorway 

[malglories]

the only reason i’d become an actor is to be cast in a period drama and wear one of those magnificent dresses of velvet, silk, and lace that push my boobs up to my chin and swish when i walk, only to have it ripped off by some dashing yet sensitive aristocrat in a spiral staircase while my husband gets hairier and uglier a few rooms away.