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She wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. She spoke to no one. She spent hours on the riverbank. She smoked cigarettes and had midnight swims.
— The God of Small Things, Arundhati Roy (via felicefawn)
i want to be a librarian when i grow up because i’ll get paid to tell people to shut up
How did I not think of this.
And you get to read all the books
Tumblr is the only place librarians are cool
We can only be friends if you’re kind of an asshole. Not full blown asshole because that’s no fun. And if you’re not an asshole at all then that won’t work either. A halfway asshole. Those are my kind of people.
beauty on the inside doesn’t get you free drinks
