Reading is everything. Reading makes me feel like I’ve accomplished something, learned something, become a better person. Reading makes me smarter. Reading gives me something to talk about later on. Reading is the unbelievably healthy way my attention deficit disorder medicates itself. Reading is escape, and the opposite of escape; it’s a way to make contact with reality after a day of making things up, and it’s a way of making contact with someone else’s imagination after a day that’s all too real. Reading is grist. Reading is bliss.

- Nora Ephron (via psych-facts)

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snowspatrols:

it started OUT AS A SHIP HOW DID IT END UP LIKE THIS IT WAS ONLY A SHIP IT WAS ONLY A SHIP

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brooklyn-grace:

my friend kimberley forgot how to spell laughing so she said yay attacks.

yay

attacks

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  • me: instantly jumps to worst possible conclusion


i hate when i lose things at school like my pencils and papers and life ambitions

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mother-fucking-avengers:

mother-fucking-avengers:

im dying of period cramps on the sofa and i heard someone in the kitchen and assumed it was my mom so i yelled I CAN FEEL MY UTERUS PULSING HELP and my dad came into the room with the most horrified expression on his face

i found this on my bed

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