June 2012
21 posts
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.
“Trip Fontaine: You’re a stone fox.”
– The Virgin Suicides
mum: curiosity killed the cat
me: good thing i’m not a cat
