Posts tagged books
Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much. A calendar that showed the wrong month. I could have cried over it. I did. Where the smoke from a chimney ended. How an overturned bottle rested at the edge of a table.
I spent my life learning to feel less.
Every day I felt less.
Is that growing old? Or is it something worse?
You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness. Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer (via thechocolatebrigade)
Ok like I’ve never read The Fault In Our Stars but I see it every where on this site and I want to.
Is it any good??
growing up is realizing that socks for christmas is actually a great present and you react with genuine enthusiasm
I have had so many conversations about socks in the last few days that you would think I sold them or something, oh my gods.
I got Christmas socks which are thick, warm, cozy, and have sticky snowflakes on the bottoms so I don’t fall down my stairs or in the kitchen and die.
I asked for socks for Christmas. socks and books.