You know that moment when you’re reading a book and you just have to stop and bite your lip and squeal or sigh or close your eyes and wrinkle your nose and forehead and press the book against your heart and just like sit there and try to soak up the gorgeous literature via osmosis?

That’s my favorite part of reading. 

(Source: tommyshawsboots, via exotic-smiles)

• how my mother works
• me: mom i got all A's
• mom:
• me: mom i cleaned the whole house
• mom:
• me: mom i don't do drugs and i'm not pregnant
• mom:
• mom: is this your cup on the table?
• me: yes
• mom: you never do anything right i do for you all day long and you do nothing for me but stress me out you are so out of control you are grounded if you think you had no life before you just wait i cant believe you treat your own mother this way get out of my sight

Sitting here crying, hung onto everything you said to me. All the bullshit. Worst thing about all this is that you have her to forget about me. I never thought anyone was capable of hurting me like that, never thought anyone would have me the way you did. You threw it all away and I’m just here, still hung on.