"yer the only friend I got, pigpiss"



eva, 16. I have an insatiable desire for books. +

(this is not a spoiler free blog!)




a-thousand-words:

u-ltravi0lets

My buys this march :) so many books from yours that i am going to get next month!x

hardcoverworlds:

April 15- Quote

"You can’t eat books, sweetheart."

rainydayscoffeeandbooks:

April Book Photo Challenge

Day 10: Book Stack

White book spines :)

booksumustread:

Coooooooool!

I’m just gonna bullshit it.

my life motto for the past 20 years (via beyleesis)

Actual Quotes from my Dad (An English Teacher)

    Dad: Why the hell did you put a comma there?
    Dad: Do you even know what a participial phrase is?
    Dad: Omg. He's like my favorite character of all time.
    Dad: Who should I dress up as for the movie premier?
    Dad: Hey are you awake? I know it's late, but you read Animal Farm, right? Yeah. I need you to read this report. I can't tell if I am just super tired or if this is actual bullshit.
    Dad: Alesha wouldn't be able to spell 'definitely' right if wrote it down for her. She would fucking erase it and then write 'defiantly', because she doesn't care. I hate her.
    Dad: I need you to bake brownies. I lost a bet.
    Dad: Omg. You cannot ship me with Gilcher. You know I don't like tattoos and he's like twenty-five. And for Christ's sake, he teaches math.
    Dad: Omg. Gilcher said the funniest thing today.
    Dad: Mrs. Ashworth and I have decided to start a band. It'll be called Great Expectations.
    Dad: It's like you didn't read the fucking book.
    Dad: Okay. So this week you're reading this book I stole from Mrs. Ashworth's. It's like sixty pages long, but you'll love it.
    Dad: *puts books on my bed for me to read everyday and demands that I read them*
    Dad: My son doesn't like reading. I have not only failed him, but society. You aren't my son. Leave.
    Dad: Okay. So you're getting books for Christmas. All of you. I get discounts on them since I'm a teacher, and since I'm a teacher, it's all I can afford, so...
    Dad: Fucking standardized testing can go fuck itself in the ass.
    Dad: I have to teach for the required testing instead of what they really need to know.
    Dad: Fuck the government.
    Dad: Fuck the school board.
    Dad: Close the door.
    Dad: Charles Dickens was so fucking pretentious, and I hate him, but he also caused change, but he's such a Dick. Ha. DICKens.
    Dad: I love puns.
    Dad: People who say sarcasm is the lowest form of humor are assholes.
    Dad: Please shut up.
    Dad: Catching Fire was the worst book but the best movie and that feels weird.
    Dad: I wouldn't get so mad when you call me at school if you didn't change your ringtones to inappropriate rap music.
    Dad: I fucking hate Alesha. She asked what countries were apart of Austria-Hungary today and I almost told her to get out.
    Dad: You cannot visit my school in a dress that short. There are boys there.
    Dad: Barbra Parks is fucking Queen.
    Dad: I need you to make me a good, relaxing playlist for silent reading. I'm too lazy.
    Dad: If I have to watch two of my students grind on each other at one more dance, I will kill them both.
    Dad: They act like I care what they think.
    Dad: I hate homework.
    Dad: I have decided to become a politician.
    Dad: What's the one book with the guys and the one kills the other and the chick without a name who dies and the short angry man? Mouseman? Oh my fucking gosh. Of Mice and Men. I have failed.

dievrgent:

30-day Book Challenge; Day 30: Your favorite book of all time.

The Book Thief by Markus Zusak

“Somewhere, far down, there was an itch in his heart, but he made it a point not to scratch it. He was afraid of what might come leaking out.”

lynnastark:

Get to know me meme:
↳ [1/10] Favorite Book to Movie Adaptions: The Book Thief (2013)

“I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn’t already know? I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race-that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.”

Murder and Mayhem Bookshop, Wales