They looked at the face she wore right
now and saw an ice queen.
Something to be thawed.

All I could see was how sad she was.

- Sinner (Maggie Stiefvater)

Some random facts: I love the smell of rain and new books. I dislike e-books, people that prefer movies over books and, well, people in general actually. I'm a very quiet person but once you get me to talk over a book/TV show I like you wish you'd never asked me about it. Books such as The Maze Runner Trilogy, The Fault In Our Stars and Eleanor & Park make me weep like a little kid that's dropped his ice cream cone in the sand. RolePlaying is one of my favorite things to do. I also like playing piano, writing and drawing on occasions. I hate when people bend the spines of my books or fold the pages. I buy my books faster than I can read them. Ask me to memorize a poem I like and I will be able to do so, ask me to remember when the first and second world war was and I won't have an answer. I can't concentrate on anything but books, really. Clowns, butterflies and elevators freak me out. I'd pick tea over coffee any day. I get too attached to fictional characters. I want my own library.

For those who wonder what books I've read or recommend to read, I have a Goodreads account: https:///user/show/25568516-peanut. Here you can find basically all the books that I've read, books that I have yet to read and my favorite books.

You can either contact me on Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/#!/imeanwaitwhat or Tumblr: http://

Before I got here, I thought for a long time that the way out
of the labyrinth was to pretend that it did not exist, to build
a small self-sufficient world in the back corner of the
endless maze and to pretend that I was not lost, but
home.

- Looking For Alaska (John Green)

Stories:

Ongoing:

Finished:

Unpublished:

There are days where I cannot find the sun,
even though it's right outside my goddamn window.

- It's Not The End of the World (Neil Hilborn)

Once again a new account. Used to be AbruptLurid. I probably won't be continuing the majority of the stories on there due to a lack of time (college, some private things etc.) but I will try to at least continue my TMR fanfic mainly because I love the story line.

People always say that it hurts at night
and apparently screaming into your
pillow at 3am
is the romantic equivalent of being
heartbroken.

But sometimes
it's 9am on a Tuesday morning
and you're standing at the kitchen
bench waiting for the toast to pop up

And the smell of dusty sunlight and earl
gray tea makes you miss them so much
you don't know what to do with your
hands.

- On Missing Them (Rosie Scalan)