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[dontletthecoloursfadetogreyyy]

Omg I love this book so much😍

[dumb-donut7]

Paper towns is one of the best book i have ever read and i am so excited to watch the movie. Whats even better is that im a big fan of Cara and she is gonna be Margo OMFGHAKAOWOAI

[haaveilla-is-the-way-blog]

Non cambierà mai la geografia di certi sguardi. Basta guardarsi un po' negli occhi, nemmeno troppo a lungo e i posti li sai, li ricordi a memoria. Ti entrano dentro e poi rimangono lì, senza bisogno di chissà quali spiegazioni.

Massimo Bisotti

[tototwo]

[cuorigemelli]

#colpadellestelle #thefaultinourstars #libro #stupendo #fine #nonsonopronta #quandoarrivailfilm #bestbookever #bestwriterever #johngreen #loscrittoremiglioredisempre

[bookscoffeeandfriends]

Now reading

[sherlockssexysocks]

“You know this is a dream, yes?” Young Loki breathes against his mouth. Thor sighs and nods. “Of course. But there are some traces of memory hidden within.” Dream Loki laughs, a sound that soon becomes a cackles as his morphs into his brother now, all wiry muscles and sharp angles. His kind, sweet smile turns to one of dark humour. His long dark hiar becomes something shorter and much more unkempt. “Ah, but only the good memories.” Loki snarls. “You would not dare recall the bad ones, would you?” The light around them dims somewhat and suddenly they are both covered in blood. Thor knows that it is only a dream but the liquid is hot and wet on his skin and he can smell the iron, the back of his throat burning. He looks down at his hands and sees that they too are dripping with blood. Loki drops to a crouch before him and smirks up at him, his head tilted to the side almost playfully. “Aye. You remember this, don’t you, brother? Jane lying at my feet, both of us drenched in her blood. It was beautiful, wasn’t it?” he laughs breathlessly. Thor glances around and sees Jane’s limp, lifeless form at his feet. He shakes his head and takes a step back. “This is only a dream.” He mutters, pinching himself, desperate to wake up. Loki chortles happily. “Ah! But there are some traces of memory hidden within, are there not?” he mocks, his eyes glittering with something dark and dangerous. “Why are you doing this?” Thor demands. Loki’s smile vanishes and he scowls up at Thor. “Because you have left me to rot in that cell, haven’t you brother? After all your promises, all of those brave words. I am nothing more than a prisoner to you now.”

'Fall' blkkskknhed