I Always Get Nosy On The Beach Looking To See What Everyone’s Reading. So Here’s What I’m Reading

I Always Get Nosy On The Beach Looking To See What Everyone’s Reading. So Here’s What I’m Reading

I always get nosy on the beach looking to see what everyone’s reading. So here’s what I’m reading on the beach today in case anyone’s wondering.

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11 years ago
Win An ARC Of THE MURDER COMPLEX! :0 To Enter: Like This And Follow Me… You Can Repost Once A Day!

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9 years ago
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11 years ago

People who have to announce that they are trustworthy deserve to be lied to.

The Impossible Knife Of Memory, Laurie Halse Anderson


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10 years ago
When I’m Almost Done Reading A Good Book.
When I’m Almost Done Reading A Good Book.
When I’m Almost Done Reading A Good Book.
When I’m Almost Done Reading A Good Book.
When I’m Almost Done Reading A Good Book.
When I’m Almost Done Reading A Good Book.
When I’m Almost Done Reading A Good Book.
When I’m Almost Done Reading A Good Book.

When I’m almost done reading a good book.

9 years ago
“My Name Is Celaena Sardothien,” She Whispered. “But It Makes No Difference If My Name’s Celaena

“My name is Celaena Sardothien,” she whispered. “But it makes no difference if my name’s Celaena or Lillian or Bitch, because I’d still beat you, no matter what you call me.” She smiled at him as she stood. He just stared up at her, his bloody nose leaking down the side of his cheek. She took her handkerchief from her pocket and dropped it on his chest. “You can keep that,” she said before she walked off the veranda. -Throne of Glass, by Sarah J Maas

Celaena’s mic drop 😂


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11 years ago

Never leave home without one

All The Time.

All the time.

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I'm a reader, a writer, a photographer and a bulldog mother. I can guarantee 85% of posts will relate to books and bulldogs.

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