forgive me

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Megan Fox as Jennifer Check JENNIFER’S BODY (2009), dir. Karyn Kusama

Someone should tell them all, Nina thought, paradise doesn’t exist.

Crazy Rich Asians (2018) dir. Jon M. Chu

Quite the contrary. Genuine beauty is always quite alarming.”

                                    y o u  d o n ’ t  h a v e  t o .

the dead appear to us in dreams because that’s the only way they can make us see them; what we see is only a projection, beamed from a great distance, light shining at us from a dead star…

lu’s reading list in 2021 - alina starkov, grishaverse ↳ I called and the light answered. I felt it rushing toward me from every direction, skimming over the lake, skittering over the golden domes of the little palace, under the door and through the walls of baghra’s cottage. I felt it everywhere. I opened my hands and the light bloomed right through me, filling the room, illuminating the stone walls, the old tile oven, and every angle of baghra’s strange face. it surrounded me, blazing with heat, more powerful and more pure than ever before because it was all mine. I wanted to laugh, to sing, to shout. at last, there was something that belonged wholly and completely to me.

I make a list in my head of every act of goodness I’ve seen someone do. It’s like a game. Repetitive. Even a little tedious after more than twenty years. But there are much worse games to play.

From the passenger seat, Ronan began to swear at Adam. It was a long, involved swear, using every forbidden word possible, often in compound-word form. As Adam stared at his lap, penitent, he mused that there was something musical about Ronan when he swore, a careful and loving precision to the way he fit the words together, a black-painted poetry. It was far less hateful sounding than when he didn’t swear. Ronan finished with, “For the love of … Parrish, take some care, this is not your mother’s 1971 Honda Civic.” Adam lifted his head and said, “They didn’t start making the Civic until ’73.”

i saw then how i had changed. i did not mind anymore that i lost when we raced and i lost when we swam out to the rocks and i lost when we tossed spears or skipped stones. for who can be ashamed to lose to such beauty?

lu’s reading list in 2021 - rachel elizabeth dare, pjo ↳ it’s a little surprising to me too, but this is my fate. I saw it when I was in New York. I know why I was born with true sight. I was meant to become the oracle // I nodded, looking at rachel with respect. “you hit the lord of the titans in the eye with a blue plastic hairbrush.”

“i am not yet sure who i am. but i could be this. powerful. reckless. it’s intoxicating” — the witch haven, sasha peyton smith 

Dear Diary, I made it through the day. I must have said “I’m fine, thanks” at least 37 times. And I didn’t mean it once. But no one noticed. When someone asks “How are you?”, they really don’t want an answer.

lit meme: [1/6] minor characters → harry cameron i think you’re brilliant. i think you’re tough. and i think the word whore is something ignorant people throw around when they have nothing else. isn’t it awfully convenient, that when men make the rules, the one thing that’s looked down on the most is the one thing that would bear them the greatest threat? imagine if every single women on the planet wanted something in exchange when she gave up her body. you’d all be ruling the place. an armed populace. only men like me would stand a chance against you. and that’s the last thing those assholes want, a world run by people like you and me.