SHARPEN YOUR BLADE. HARDEN YOUR HEART.
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SHARPEN YOUR BLADE. HARDEN YOUR HEART.
books read in 2018: six of crows by leigh bardugo
No mourners. No funerals. Among them, it passed for 'good luck.
YA LIT MEME: [¾] deaths ↳ seth wearing (more than this)
he felt… not quite calm, calm wasn’t the right word, but there were moments, moments when he wasn’t focused on the precise folding of his socks when he felt almost faint with relief. relief because at last, at last, at last. at last, there didn’t have to be any more, didn’t have to be any more burden, any more weight to carry. he took a moment to try and shake off the tightening in his chest. (…) and then, “i’m ready,” he whispered to himself. he found, to his surprise, with a sudden upsurge of grief that nearly knocked him flat, that he was telling the truth. he was ready. he began walking towards the sea.
Maybe that was the thing about love I never understood before Aiden. Like football and art, like anything that anyone in the world has ever wanted, love was a dream. And just like a dream, there were no assurances behind it. It didn’t grow on its own. It didn’t blossom without food to feed it.
It was the greatest in its subtleties.
It was the strongest in its selflessness.
And it could be forever with someone who wasn’t afraid to never give up on the possibilities it presents.
books read in 2018: the wall off winnipeg and me by mariana zapata
“I don't know," I stuttered, "Do you love me?" His gaze was so intent the entire world seemed to stop. "You tell me. I never stop thinking about you. I worry about you all the time. Every beautiful thing I see reminds me of you. I can't finish my practices in Colorado with out wishing you were around," he said in a steady tone. "You tell me what I feel.”
What about the nobodies and the nothings, the invisible girls? We learn to hold our heads as if we wear crowns. We learn to wring magic from the ordinary.That was how you survived when you weren’t chosen, when there was no royal blood in your veins.
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you and i keep looking for light in the darkness, expecting it to appear. but it already has. were it, boyo. broken and cracked as we are, we’re the light, and we’re spreading.
in other lands, sarah rees brennan