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Reader | Otaku | Gamer | Writer | Fangirl | Youtubers, viners, bands and pizza give me life | Fifth Harmony ~ Bea Miller ~ Lana del Rey ~ Birdy ~ Miley Cyrus ~ Demi Lovato ~ 5sos ~ 1d ~ btr ~ Avril Lavigne ~ Nirvana ~ The Pretty Reckless ~ Guns N' Bones ~ Radiohead ~ Arctic Monkeys ~ Justin Bieber ~ Austin Mahone ~ Cameron Dallas ~ Shawn Mendes ~ Aaron Carpenter
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Samantha: There are two kinds of people in this world. Hopeless romantics and realists.A realist just sees that face and packs it in with every other pretty girl they’ve ever seen before.The hopeless romantic becomes convinced that God put them on Earth to be with that one person.

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a-proud-bibliophile
“You should date a girl who reads. Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve. Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn. She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book. Buy her another cup of coffee. Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice. It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas, for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry and in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does. She has to give it a shot somehow. Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world. Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who read understand that all things must come to end, but that you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two. Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series. If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are. You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype. You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots. Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads. Or better yet, date a girl who writes.”

-Rosemarie Urquico (via a-proud-bibliophile)

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macsdemarcos

people who call a ship ‘delusional’ just because it’s not a het ship

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hemorragiadeplacer

¿Ꮯuanto puedo esperar? si noto que se acaba el tiempo, si por cada minuto late otro corazón mas lento y el mio espera siempre junto a un reloj sin agujas, de mis doce cuentos en todos solo vivió la bruja y jamas creí en las hadas, me reí de las princesas de los sapos, de las hadas, de la NADA TAN INMENSA, de esas FALSAS amistades, de millones de mitades de personas que pasaron por mi vida y PARECÍAN ser REALES. NO SON AGALLAS SINO LLAGAS EN EL ALMA, cicatrices que se abren cuando piensas que se calman, la vida en mis muñecas dibujan mi evasión, por cada corte que me hago en ellas pierdo la razón. Me encierro y me libero y solo pienso en llorar, se que pocos de los problemas se pueden solucionar, ¿pero que mas da? cuando ya no queda NADA si perder la fe fue mejor que esperar a que llegara. Y ahora que hará con mi corazón el que lo tuvo, si el día en que lo entregue sentencie con el lo que en un pasado hubo, porque esta es mi verdad, con mi boli de cristal, escribiré las lineas de una historia con final.. Es esa sensación de PERDICIÓN la que me invade, me escondería entre sabanas a esperar que el mundo se acabe. NADA ES FÁCIL. Hoy me río, ayer  ｍｅ ｈｕｎｄｉ, mañana ya no huyo, viene a ser como perder lo que no es tuyo, es el temor que siento, sentir mientras gritaba.. encendí la luz, se fue la oscuridad que me cegaba. Todo lo que vino tarde o temprano se va, las personas cambian y los recuerdos se perderán en un mar sin fondo, al fin y al cabo nado sin un rumbo, las agujas del reloj paran mi mundo y, llevo cargas pesadas en mi espalda y ni las siento, deje todo de lado para vivir el momento, quien sabe, cuando va a llegar tu hora, no pienses en el ayer ni en el mañana mejor piensa en el ahora.  ૦tra noche mas vuelvo a despertarme ¿porque? ¿porque parece pronto y se me hace tan tarde? quise volar para tocar las nubes y saber que se siente, volé y volé, pero AL CAER EL GOLPE FUE MAS FUERTE. Por flotar sin alas son balas que me perforan, es como gritar en plena oscuridad estando a solas, me pregunto quien me escucha al otro lado, si observo en un espejo y, veo que el tiempo se ha parado. No encajo sino cuajo de este mundo tan absurdo LA VIDA me GOLPEA pero yo solo me aturdo, me hago un nudo en la garganta y me silencio.. la ignorancia de un necio, vives para morir ese es tu precio. He aprendido que yo soy lo que he vivido, vivido por lo que soy..

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