Good Night, Dear Void.

Hey tumblr friends, in case I haven't told you lately, I have no idea what the FUCK half of you are on about and I WISH I didn't know what the rest of you are on about. Great work. Keep it up.

Young Cathy and Heathcliff find a half staved unconscious Jane Eyre on the moors and poked her with a stick to see if she's dead. She isn't roused by their proding and they don't care enough to try and help her so it isn't mentioned in either book.

headcanon accepted!

If you see this you’re legally obligated to reblog and tag with the book you’re currently reading

I think that many people who find Mary Bennet relatable, imagine her to be like Fanny Price. Mary is a pretentious, not very bright show-off. It is Fanny who is a neglected, abused, intelligent introvert.

i love reading, i love thinking about what i am currently reading, i love thinking about what i am going to read next, i love being privileged enough to be able to read, read, read, and read so much that i never tire of it

"we live in an uncaring universe." sorry the special planet full of beauty and animals and food literally growing out of the ground isnt good enough for you. i guess

I hope he *remembers I do not wish harm upon others* is visited by a disembodied hand sent by God to write on his wall to tell him that his days are numbered, he has been weighed on the scale and found wanting, and that his kingdoms will be divided, and I hope that he is scared half to death by it.