by: Tammy

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When you just casually read the synopsis of a book you’ve never heard of and suddenly you want that book so bad, it’s a physical ache.

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BOOK MEME: Books That Changed Me {1/10} - The Scorpio Races- Maggie Stiefvater

"Tell me what to wish for." Tell me what to ask the sea for."
"To be happy. Happiness."
"I don’t think such a thing is had on Thisby. And if it is, I don’t know how you would keep it."
"You whisper to it. What it needs to hear. Isn’t that what you said?"
"That’s what I said. What do I need to hear?"
"That tomorrow we’ll rule the Scorpio Races as king and queen of Skarmouth and I’ll save the house and you’ll have your stallion. Dove will eat golden oats for the rest of her days and you will terrorize the races each year and people will come from every island in the world to find out how it is you get horses to listen to you. The piebald will carry Mutt Malvern into the sea and Gabriel will decide to stay on the island. I will have a farm and you will bring me bread for dinner."
"That’s what I needed to hear."

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Day 5 - A Book That Makes You Happy

The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight by Jennifer E. Smith

"People who meet in airports are seventy-two percent more likely to fall for each other than people who meet anywhere else."

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Ya Lit Meme: 6 Locations

↳ [2/6] Paris | Anna and the French Kiss

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You'll get your name back in a day or two. It’s the one thing they let us keep.

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Black is a promise of tomorrow, bled dry from lies and hate. Betrayal.
I see it in the face of a broken compass, feel it in the numbing grip of grief.
I run, but it is my shadow. Chasing, devouring, polluting. It is the button that should never have been pushed, the door that shouldn’t have opened, the dried blood that couldn’t be washed away. It is the charred remains of buildings. The car hidden in the forest, waiting. It is the smoke.
It is the fire.
The spark.
Black is the color of memory.
It is our color.
The only one they’ll use to tell our story.

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Eleanor & Park by Rainbow Rowell | Redesigned Cover (Fanmade)


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And I’m left starting out the window, watching District 12 disappear, with all my good-byes still hanging on my lips.

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