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— if he were them, he would silently watch him draw away, too. it was better this way. he had not fought with anyone for so long. he had not been angry for weeks.

Where do you live? . . . A place made for leaving.

CALL DOWN THE HAWK (2019) by Maggie Stiefvater  You are made of dreams and this world is not for you. 

Being Adam Parrish was a complicated thing, a wonder of muscles and organs, synapses and nerves. He was a miracle of moving parts, a study in survival. The most important thing to Adam Parrish, though, had always been free will, the ability to be his own master. This was the important thing. It had always been the important thing. This was what it was to be Adam.

I illustrated the Lynch brothers from Maggie Stiefvater’s The Raven Cycle, because I love them dearly.

“You’re asking me to define an abstract concept that no one has managed to explain since time began. You sort of sprang it on me,” Gansey said. “Why do we breathe air? Because we love air? Because we don’t want to suffocate. Why do we eat? Because we don’t want to starve. How do I know I love her? Because I can sleep after I talk to her.”

School was over and summer stretched before them. Gansey had bid for a gap year and won; Henry had already planned on one. It was all convenient, as Blue had spent months planning how to cheaply hike across the country post-graduation, destination: life. It was better with company. It was better with three.

henry cheng is a beautiful charming boy and gansey is very lucky to date him 

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When Adam kissed him, it was every mile per hour Ronan had ever gone over the speed limit. It was every window-down, goose-bumps-on-skin, teeth-chattering-cold night drive. It was Adam’s ribs under Ronan’s hands and Adam’s mouth on his mouth, again and again and again. It was stubble on his lips and Ronan having to stop, to get his breath, to restart his heart. They were both hungry animals, but Adam had been starving for longer.

I have such a trk book hangover - I think this Orphan Girl and Cabeswater

Poems for those soon to be crowned.

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