He really was beautiful. I know boys aren’t supposed to be, but he was.
John Green, The Fault in Our Stars  (via quietoddities)

fatblunts-and-dirtycunts:

yes

cyniques:

10,000 notes later and the source is still there

guys, i don’t know what i’m feeling right now

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Their eyes were so close together, she could see the pattern of gold and darker gold in his irises, like a mosaic opal. She had been cold for so long, and now she felt as if she were burning and melting at the same time, dissolving into him - and they were barely touching. She found her gaze drawn to the places he was most vulnerable - his temples, his eyes, the pulse at the base of his throat, wanting to kiss him there, to feel his heartbeat against her lips.
City of Lost Souls, Cassandra Clare

There is some good in this world, and it’s worth fighting for.
J.R.R. Tolkien (via bowtietuesdays)

As a writer, you should not judge, you should understand.
Ernest Hemingway (via amandaonwriting)