You know that moment when you’re reading a book and you just have to stop and bite your lip and squeal or sigh or close your eyes and wrinkle your nose and forehead and press the book against your heart and just like sit there and try to soak up the gorgeous literature via osmosis?
That’s my favorite part of reading.
(Source: tommyshawsboots, via bossqueer)
NONE. I am a winter/autumn person. Everything I own is black/dark. The summeriest colour I own is red, and it’s worn with all black. And all my clothes have layers. And boots. And tights. And sleeves. And they’re tight. Plus the whole being half Scottish thing isn’t helping right now.
C’mon winter…