sooo true.
nosuchthingasanawkwardsilence:
A candle that smells like books.
How novel.
That’s fucking romantic as hell.
If anyone gave this to me I would ugly cry tears of joy. Oh my god. Please? Someone. Anyone. Birthday present?
omg
‘how novel’
I just finished reading The Road by Cormac McCarthy… Now I can’t stop crying. I feel like the ending tore out my heart then tenderly placed it back in my chest but left the scar there to prove what it had done.
An hour later and I’m still bawling on and off…
The Road by Cormac McCarthy is the most depressing book I’ve ever read. However, it is also one of the most amazing. And I haven’t even finished it yet. I’ve reached the halfway point, though. I’m afraid of what the ending might hold. I’m afraid it’ll make me cry but at the same time I hope it does. But in a good way. I want so desperately for there to be a happily ever after for these two characters whose names I don’t even know. Being half way through the book, they’ve already been through so much misery and hopelessness and terror… I want there to be happiness for them, besides the happiness they have in having each other.
I had to force myself to stop reading last night. The man and the boy had a moment’s reprieve and I forced myself to stop reading there. I wanted to fall asleep with the warm relief I felt for their moment of comfort and joy. That’s how powerful I find this book.
I’m going to stop rambling now and go to bed. I just wanted to praise this wonderful story.
Okay?
Okay.
Okay.
