Tales of a Bookaddict

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I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.

- Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time  (via draculahs)

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Why do people leave you alone when you least want to be? 

Why do people leave you alone when you least want to be? 

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phuckinphuck06:

Let’s dream all the time. 

phuckinphuck06:

Let’s dream all the time. 


    That year, Harry and Neville celebrated their birthdays together. The Leaky Cauldron was packed; every seat, counter, and potted plant was taken. At 11:59 PM, Ron raised his butterbeer, joined by forty others in the crowd. “To the new king of Gryffindor!” He slapped Neville’s shoulder, and the brass crown slipped off the grinning birthday man’s head slightly. The announcement had arrived yesterday: Neville was the new Gryffindor Head of House.    The mechanical dragon on the clock pendulum roared, signaling midnight. Ginny pushed Harry up onto the raised hearth, next to Neville. Dean and Seamus was hoisting a goalpost-sized treacle tart through the crowd as Neville raised a new toast. “And to Harry! Still saving the world!”    Harry protested the statement, but no one heard him over the cheers. Ron handed him a new mug. “Just take it, mate. Honestly, youngest Head Auror in Ministry history. I reckon you’re doomed to make the rest of us look bad.”


Happy Birthday dudes! 🎉

    That year, Harry and Neville celebrated their birthdays together. The Leaky Cauldron was packed; every seat, counter, and potted plant was taken. At 11:59 PM, Ron raised his butterbeer, joined by forty others in the crowd. “To the new king of Gryffindor!” He slapped Neville’s shoulder, and the brass crown slipped off the grinning birthday man’s head slightly. The announcement had arrived yesterday: Neville was the new Gryffindor Head of House.
    The mechanical dragon on the clock pendulum roared, signaling midnight. Ginny pushed Harry up onto the raised hearth, next to Neville. Dean and Seamus was hoisting a goalpost-sized treacle tart through the crowd as Neville raised a new toast. “And to Harry! Still saving the world!”
    Harry protested the statement, but no one heard him over the cheers. Ron handed him a new mug. “Just take it, mate. Honestly, youngest Head Auror in Ministry history. I reckon you’re doomed to make the rest of us look bad.”

Happy Birthday dudes! 🎉

I act and react, and suddenly I wonder “Where is the girl that I was last year?..Two years ago?..What would she think of me now?

- Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals (via throughkaleidscopeeyes)

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gotpronmymind:

rtrixie:

enervat:

thecrazytealady:

eeruhrah:

WHAT THIS IS SO CUTE❤️❤️

*screaming*

Imagine if little love hearts appeared like this whenever you’re thinking your crush
It’d get so annoying

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

omg so cute

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the manuscripts of the masters: 20th century writers 

jean-louis lebris de kerouac
francis scott key fitzgerald
ernest miller hemingway
john ronald reule tolkien 
john ernst steinbeck, jr