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Barnes/BAM haul!

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seeing straight men be disgusted by booktok smut recommenders has actually radicalized me to the side of booktok smut recommenders. girls your taste may be atrocious but i will never disparage you for exposing mainstream discourse to the concept of soaking through your underwear. spent my whole life listening to men talk about penises it’s about time they get jumpscared by women talking about pussy in crude detail on social media. go forth and goon my warriors

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"i have too many books," i say as my feet mysteriously walk me towards the bookshop anyway

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listen you NEED to borrow that book from the library. i know youve got like 10 other books lined up to be read but you need to go to the library. remind the library that it's loved and cherished

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Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground

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I searched the cemeteries for you, turns out you were already in the sky.

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—Fyodor Dostoevsky

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The dead appear to us in dreams [. . .] because that's the only way they can make us see them; what we see is only a projection, beamed from a great distance, light shining at us from a dead star...

Donna Tartt, The Secret History

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It's always WYD and never IHNCTLY

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i hope my blog feels like you’re walking through a really well-curated museum except there’s this guy next to you who’s talking on the phone and saying really insane things and you just have to deal with that

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— Rudy Francisco

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i am tired of not having a personal library with all the books i have ever wanted to read in it.

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Emily Brontë, from "Wuthering Heights," originally published in 1847

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“you’re a writer, can you explain your process?” yes. first, i panic. then i procrastinate. then, in a fit of productivity at 3 a.m., i create chaos.

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None of us ever find enough kindness in the world, do we?

Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch