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There’s something about stories where magic exists in mundane worlds and the main characters are literally running around fighting for their lives while simultaneously worrying about not having enough time to do their homework for school.

i enjoy the simple things in life like sleeping, daydreaming, ignoring reality, listening to music, being delusional, recklessly spending my cash, being a disappointment to my family and eating fruits

Why are vampire stories always I Want To Drink The Sexy Neck Milkshake and never two vampires texting about the passionate letter one wrote to the other in 1863 but never sent that the other just saw in the Smithsonian’s fall exhibition on Love Through the Ages and what the fuck, Claude, why didn’t you say anything

THANK YOU!!! asking the REAL questions

“And in this exhibit, we see the drawings that a child in 1512 made in his lesson book.” “I spent 350 years becoming a master artist, and THIS is the only work that I can get in a museum? Why don’t you just torture me with my high school poetry, too?”

museum heist by a vampire desperate to get back the Really Good Umbrella she accidentally left at a coaching inn in 1788

I want to read all of these stories right now.

When Oscar Wilde said Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation, and Jorge Luis Borges said I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all the people that I have met, all the women that I have loved; all the cities I have visited.

And Salman Rushdie said I am the sum total of everything that went before me, of all I have been seen done, of everything done-to-me. I am everyone everything whose being-in-the-world affected was affected by mine. I am anything that happens after I'm gone which would not have happened if I had not come.