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Andrea Rusich

@and-re123-blog

Buncha stuff💭
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I’m sorry, the old Melly can’t come to the phone right now.

Why, oh CAUSE SHE FINISHED RESTORE ME AND IS CURRENTLY MENTALLY UNSTABLE AND IN A POOL OF TEARS ON THE GROUND OMFG WARNER IS HE OK, WHAT ABOUT KENJI, MY SWEET POTATO KENJI, WTF BRENDAN DIED, HE DIIIEEEED AND LILY AND IAN AND ALIA. I’M CRUSHED, THIS CLIFFHANFER IS TOOOO MUCH FOR ME, I CAN’T FEEL MY LEGS ANYMORE. IS JAMES OK? I KNOW ADAM CAN BE A STUPID, BUT HE CAN’T BE DEAD! AND THE FUCK, JULIETTE’S NAME IS ELLA??????????????????? WHAT IS GOOOIING OOOON! I CANT WAIT TIL NEXT YEAR

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“My father taught me to shoot a gun when I was nine years old. When I was ten he sliced open the back of my leg and showed me how to suture my own wounds. At eleven he broke my arm and abandoned me in the wild for two weeks. At age twelve I was taught to build and defuse my own bombs. He began teaching me how to fly planes when I was thirteen. He never did teach me how to ride a bike. I figured that out on my own.”

This explains so much.

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Mood…

seriously I fucking woke up in the middle of the night because of that goddamn book… i’m so fucking disturbed

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mhevarujta

Character 1: Character 2 and I have spent many years being considerably close but we sure as hell are NOT friends. Character 2: Character 1 and I were the best of friends despite all our arrogance and brooding, but he betrayed and abandoned me for his tiny, powerful, psychotic girlfriend and I’m mad. Am I talking about Aaron and Haider or about Rowan and Lorcan? 

You’ll never know.

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glitterghost

“He was sitting very still, looking only at the wall, and listening to what I later discovered was a Bob Dylan record. I know this because I peeked in his office many hours later, after he’d left. I couldn’t shake my curiosity; Warner had only listened to one of the songs on the record-he’d reset the needle every time the song finished-and I wanted to know what it was. It turned out to be a song called “Like a Rolling Stone.”

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Ethan: Cameron, you shouldn't insult people who are bigger than you.
Grayson: Then she'd never get to insult anyone.
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“When crows remember people who wronged them and hold grudges, it’s ‘smart’ and ‘really cool’ but when I do it I’m ‘petty’ and ‘need to move on’.”

— Ethan Dolan

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“Killing time isn’t as difficult as it sounds. I can shoot a hundred numbers through the chest and watch them bleed decimal points in the palm of my hand. I can rip the numbers off a clock and watch the hour hand tick tick tick its final tock just before I fall asleep. I can suffocate seconds just by holding my breath. I’ve been murdering minutes for hours and no one seems to mind.” 

literature posters; shatter me by tahereh mafi

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Me: *has 300 pages worth of homework all due tommorw*
Me: Let's read 3 hours of fanfiction, shall we?
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aridante

favorite ya lit boys + favorite quotes ☆ [click for names!]

the only time a man can be brave is when he is afraid.
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Reblog this if you post about:

Books:

  • The Shadowhunter books (TMI, TID, TLH, TDA, TFTSA, TBC, TWP,  omg so many)
  • A Court of Thorns and Roses
  • Throne of Glass
  • The Grisha trilogy & Six of Crows
  • Shatter Me
  • Red Queen
  • The Lunar Chronicles
  • Harry Potter

TV Shows/films:

  • Orange is the new black
  • The Vampire diaries, The Originals
  • American Horror Story
  • Sherlock
  • Shameless (US)
  • Marvel films and tv shows
  • Game of thrones
  • Teen Wolf
  • Disney

and i’ll probably follow you

this is usually what i post about as well if u wanna follow me :)

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“It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them.” -  Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

Favourite YA Fantasy Quotes part 2

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i go to war

you tug my amour on

and kiss my forehead goodbye

you hand me my sword

you say, ‘I will not know to live without you.’

why did it take so long

so much to realise

that if you loved me

you would have fought with me

tugged your own amour on

strapped your knife to your belt

written your eulogy

painted a welcome mat for death

onto your own forehead

to swipe the soles of his feet on

as he comes for your soul

love

is not watching me suffer through your tears

is not waiting for my puppet body

it is

loyalty, supporting me through your pain

it is willing to hold me even in the throes of death.

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