Thinking About Libraries Genuinely Makes Me Want To Cry. Like That Is The Pinnacle Of Humanity Right

my kindle watching me unload the five books i bought today 👁👄👁

me buying more books because the ebooks i download “don’t count”

Walker being casted as Percy is literally the best decision they did, i love that kid 😭💞

I'm once again fighting the urge to fake my death and move to a small city and open a little florist shop or cafe filled with books

the fact that is impossible for me, in one life, to study classical studies, archaeology, international relations, all the literature in the world, get a languages degree in italian, german, greek, latin, russian and french; learn how to play the violin and also piano, cello, guitar and the flute; learn how to sing, both modern singing and classical singing/opera; is my villain origin story.

i’m at my bridge and i’m ready to burn it

Ok fine, I’ll make one of these too

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i always say i want to go home but i am at home, in my house. but i guess home isnt a place, its a feeling.

someone tell the grandma to put the sword down

Bruh there's something comforting in knowing that no matter what I do or where I am, some part of me is always back here or back there with those characters and those stories that changed me, sometimes in small ways, sometimes in fundamental ways. And I know it's not real, but it's nice to imagine, to feel, that no matter what's going on with me, somewhere out there teenage boys in armor are chasing things that go bump in the night and two kids are experiencing a love story on the streets of New York and princesses and kings are sleeping underground while a group of friends are becoming family, orange cars are driving the streets, Spiderman is off to school, horses are being raised and raced by another love story on a faraway Celtic isle, and adventures are happening even if I'm not there to see them. But man is my heart out there with them