I saw an author write about how âeverybody hates opening a second hand book and seeing scribblesâ and I canNOT relate. I adore that shit. Absolutely nothing sexier than opening a book and seeing someone elseâs thoughts outlined in ink.
I have an 1890s copy of The Merchant of Venice with someoneâs ENTIRE ESSAY handwritten in the back
Shoutout to Catherine Whatever-Your-Last-Name-Was. Thatâs extremely sexy of you


















