Percy telling Annabeth “I’m okay” over and over again while he tries to not to cry WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK
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Percy telling Annabeth “I’m okay” over and over again while he tries to not to cry WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK
the bond between a girl and their favorite fictional man is both an unstoppable force and an immovable object
i don't know who needs to hear this but sweetheart that book you cried over is not therapy, go get help
feeling very called out but,,, yeah
People making playlists for each other is a love language.
sorry i wasn’t paying attention i was just thinking about how cute it would be if read books together under the shade on a sunny day
and if a poet is bewitched by you, my darling, you would be the language of their literature.
A Lady’s Guide to Petticoats and Piracy is the first YA book I’ve read in a long time that didn’t deteriorate into a romance novel halfway through and I’m so grateful😭👌🏼
I can't stop thinking about The Nobleman's Guide to Scandal and Shipwrecks. I finished it last night and it's in my bones and my soul and I love it so much more than I thought possible and I just want to live in it.
The way Jo March’s “but I’m so lonely” splintered me
you go on tumblr when you're bored and i'm here 8 am sharp every morning we are not the same
I’m so much more productive after the sun goes down. While the sun is up I feel the weight of having to do things and it just overwhelms me.
But when the sun has gone to bed suddenly my time is my own. I can do with it what I will and oftentimes that means the cleaning I’ve been meaning to do, the projects I’ve been putting off. They suddenly don’t seem overwhelming to me.
I like it when the sun goes down.
the sexual tension between me and unread books on my bookshelf
When Oscar Wilde said, “The curves of your lips rewrite history” and Virginia Woolf said, “If anyone could have saved me, it would have been you” and Sappho said, “Someone will remember us, I say, even in another time” and Emily Bronte said, “He is more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same” and Jane Austen said, “If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more” and Louisa May Alcott said, “I’ve loved you ever since I’ve known you.”
it’s like insane that an ancient writer knew the words i needed to hear a thousand years on and could see me through all that time but also. it’s not surprising in the least bc they felt as i felt and they sang as i sang and they did everything i’ve ever done there is no state of being which they have not already passed i am nothing new i am not alone and that is a great joy to know
i was put on this earth to cry about every inconvenience in my life, rewind the same song for days on end, fantasize about fictional scenarios that will never happen, be sensitive about every person’s opinion of me, ignore responsibilities, and to self sabotage
I am so sick of being sad!!! okay brain!!! I get it!!! shit happened!!! stop being so melodramatic it’s over now. we still gotta, like…live n shit!!!
for old times sake is actually such a heartbreaking and beautiful sentiment. let’s do it for the love that used to be here!! it is reason enough!!