Steve Harrington Season 1: Cracking Open A Cold One With The Boys

stranger things 2 + text posts [pt.2]

the losers club @ the party about mike wheeler vs. richie tozier

Why do we call all our generous ideas illusions, and the mean ones truths?

Edith Wharton, The House of Mirth (via the-book-diaries)

She did not want to move, or to speak. She wanted to rest, to lean, to dream. She felt very tired.

Virginia Woolf (via purplebuddhaquotes)

Walburga: You imbecile, go to your room now!

Sirius: Keep yelling at me like that and I'll make sure our family line ends with me.

Walburga: Was that a threat?

Sirius *fully knowing its already going to end with his brother and his own gay ass*: Girl, did it sound like a compliment???

you know these moments when a friend just casually says something that validates your friendship, like just refers to something as “our place” or “our thing” and suddenly your heart is auditioning for Cirque du Soleil and days later you’re still thinking about it

stranger things 2 + text posts [pt.3]

There were days when she was very happy without knowing why. She was happy to be alive and breathing, when her whole being seemed to be one with the sunlight, the color, the odors, the luxuriant warmth of some perfect Southern day. She liked then to wander alone into strange and unfamiliar places. She discovered many a sunny, sleepy corner, fashioned to dream in. And she found it good to dream and to be alone and unmolested.There were days when she was unhappy, she did not know why—when it did not seem worth while to be glad or sorry, to be alive or dead; when life appeared to her like a grotesque pandemonium and humanity like worms struggling blindly toward inevitable annihilation

Kate Chopin, The Awakening (via the-book-diaries)

did you take the pictures on your banner/ prof pic? they're cute!

Thank you honey! Yes, I did. They're both pictures I took on a recent holiday. Highly recommend the chai at Thinking Cup in Boston, MA (the profile photo) and a trip to the Boston Public Library (banner photo)-I felt like I'd died and gone to literary heaven in there.