I Brought You Cookies, But My Ulterior Motive Is That Now I Get To See You Smile

I don’t make the rules but hot girls read books

One time in 1st grade I forgot that 3-2=1, and after I turned it in with the wrong answer I realized what it was, and my teacher wouldn't let me go back and change it and I cried. That was literally the only time I ever cried about math, but I guess it counts

ok wait, reblog if you’ve cried at least once because of math, doesn’t matter which grade i’m trying to prove something 

So like.. when the sky fills with echoes of thunder and flashes of lightning..and when raindrops begin to hit the dry pavement.. you’ll come over right?

I heard if you make a post about blackout poetry someone will make blackout poetry of it.

come on little blackout poetry vampires come inside I invite you in

make some blackout poetry I want to see what you come up with

I’m ready for really good shit and that means hilarious ones

good shit is also just blackout poetry in general

chefs kiss

there's something very lovely about doing homework in bed in the late afternoon on a sunday while listening to beatles records and having a pumpkin spice candle lit and the sunlight slanting golden in through the window and the wind blowing and the bright red leaves on the trees and feeling very productive and peaceful and happy

my best friend: *exists*

me: *yelling like she's hard of hearing and shaking her by the shoulders to get my point across* I LOOOOOVVVEEE YOOOOOUUUU!!!!!!!

Does anyone else get this really strong urge to hug their best friend? Like, not just, "Oh, I'd like to hug my friend now." It's, "I NEED TO HUG MY MOST FAVORITE HUMAN BEING IN THE UNIVERSE SO TIGHTLY RIGHT NOW OR I THINK I MIGHT DIE" Cause I feel like that all the time.

"We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright."

-- Ernest Hemingway (A Moveable Feast)

She used to gaze up at the stars

When mom drove her home at night

She thought everyone would know her name

And she'd never be put down without a fight

They said you can do what you put your mind to

But she was always scared of changing her mind

She didn't know the world the way she does now

That dreams like that were not for her to find

-- a poem by me

I just finished reading The Dictionary of Lost Words by Pip Williams, and

OH.

My.

GOD.

It was literally the most amazing book!! And possibly my new favorite?? It combined some of my favorite things, like words, language, feminism, historical fiction, and a beautiful story. The writing was different from a lot of what I've typically read before, and it almost felt like a classic book. It was about the life of a girl named Esme who grew up observing and then helping the creation of the Oxford English Dictionary. She starts collecting 'lost' words that aren't included, and that are typically used by and about women. It is kind of depressing at times, but I love it all the same. If you like words, historical fiction, and feminism, I highly recommend this book. Like, go read it right now. I love it so much!!