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@thatpooralchemistgirl
me: Iâm not bitter
narrator: she was bitter
âThere are two kinds of guilt. The kind thatâs a burden and the kind that gives you purpose. Let your guilt be your fuel. Let it remind you of who you want to be. Draw a line in your mind. Never cross it again. You have a soul. Itâs damaged but itâs there. Donât let them take it from you.â Â â Sabaa Tahir, An Ember in the Ashes
|| the girls of young adult fiction ||
You know that feeling where you read just the first paragraph and you can already tell youâre going to love the book?
Itâs a great fucking feeling.
books iâve read: the selection by kiera cass
âI hope you find someone you canât live without.I really do. And I hope you never have to know what itâs like to have to try and live without them.â
A sea of booksâŠ
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Follow my bookstagram @aelinstormborn
not all heroes wear capes
soothing sydrian quotes
- Beautiful? - You are so beautiful, it hurts sometimes.
iâm constantly torn between wanting to watch new shows, re-watching old shows and attempting to have a life that doesnât revolve around shows
favorite fictional couples âłÂ sydney sage & adrian ivashkov, bloodlinesÂ
Not just with my hands but with my heart.
alternative book covers: The Raven Cycle
[2/4] The Dream Thieves
okay maybe this is just me but like when youâre deep inside of a good book but forced to put it down for a bit does the outside world seem weird and soft and like you find yourself thinking in the authorâs voice and even after youâre done with the book thereâs like this âbook hangoverâ where youâre still in the writerâs world and seeing the characters and hearing the narrator and stuff feels⊠different âŠ.
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first & last lines | the dregs
What bound them together? Greed? Desperation? Was it the knowledge that if one or all of them disappeared tonight, no one would come looking?