The sea, chocolate, the smell of old books, clutter, quietness, antiques, knee length socks, finding what was lost, a steaming cup of tea, wolves, reading at night, Peter Pan, writing, floral, tea pots, trees, the color brown, mismatched tea cups, leather jackets, whales, the sound of waves, Harry Potter, lightning, the smell of the rain, rain in general, forests, the cold, hot chocolate, soup, bears, old movies, summer dresses, Sirius Black, pillows, swords, Supernatural, the warmth of a favorite hoddie, foxes, my baby sisters, notebooks, picture frames, maps, wood, Sherlock, whispers, puzzles...
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You know that moment when you’re reading a book and you just have to stop and bite your lip and squeal or sigh or close your eyes and wrinkle your nose and forehead and press the book against your heart and just like sit there and try to soak up the gorgeous literature via osmosis?
That’s my favorite part of reading.
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Close tumblr, and review. It will all be fine :)
I really should get off tumblr… Haha thanks for the advice anon ^^
I’m short-tempered, rude and on the verge of bursting into tears at late hours of the night, it’s just like PMS but longer. Sigh, when will it be over?


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