Unsociallmothball - I’m A Bit Weird

dear author of my life,

respectively, what the actual fuck

I read. Obsessively. Because, when I read, there is purpose to my loneliness.

I’ll have enough books when they fill my room like the stars fill the sky.

E.V. Fairfall (via bookaddict24-7)

I like how the only times I go on tumblr is to recover from books that mentally destroyed me

Someone better tell me my beauty never ever scared them or I’m suing

gonna start decomposing soon for so many reasons

reblog to decompose

you know you want to

my kindle watching me unload the five books i bought today 👁👄👁

me buying more books because the ebooks i download “don’t count”

obsessed with mass market paperbacks. their pleasing rectangular proportions. how they fit badly in a hoodie pocket so you can drag them around everywhere with you like a temporary little buddy. the way they fit in your hand because they're MADE for human hands and not as bookshelf decoration. the way the pages feel when you riffle them gently with your thumb. How pristine and crisp they look when you get them and how creased and folded they look when you're done, even if you try to be nice to them. how that wear is okay, how that's correct actually, because they're made with the philosophy that books aren't meant to be PRETTY, they're meant to be read. that little ripple new ones get on the left side from where you hold them when you're reading, the way the ripple only goes as far as you've read, because u change stories by reading as they are changing you. how you can find thousands of these creased and folded and loved little dudes in every thrift store and used book shop and neighborhood library and you can instantly see the ones that someone carried around in a backpack for weeks or read to pieces or gave up on halfway through because they wear being read like fresh snow wears footprints. I love these poorly made, subpar little rectangles so much. truly the people's books.

whoever is writing my life has got mad writers block bc wtf am i doing

I hope you find your voice and that it echos to the edge of the universe. If you think it cannot reach that far, I hope you let it try.