when somebody asks me what im thankful for…
I am different, and I'm not afraid to admit it. I live in the world of books because I find it more interesting than real life. I dream impossible dreams, but nothing is impossible. I live a life that isn't mine, for how could I when all the lives I've read about have been incorporated into my very being? A different world I call home, yet I live my life here. I am different, but I don't care. This is my own story, my own book, and though some chapters may be confusing, I'd never change them. Without mistakes, the story isn't interesting. I'll write my own story my own way, and nobody can stop me. Don't like me? I don't care. I'm a bestseller, with no others like me. Interpret my words how you will, but the life I lead, the story I write, is completely my own.
I will Dream. I will Believe. I will Fly.
When you make a reference and someone actually gets it
he looks so pleased with himself and that makes me happy
who is she
I instantly thought Dumbledore’s beard when I saw this
when you’re reading a book and the main character dies