My arm was around her and she was leaning back against me, and we were quite...– The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway (via jamesethanclark)
WHY am I not stunning like my sister and my cousins and why am I so fucking bland and stale if I wasn’t like how my cousins would love me. No they don’t though. They love my sister. They love her personality and the way she looks and her clothes and the way she acts and they love her! And WHY for the love of god can’t I have my brothers amazing social skills why! Because fuck...
turquoisedove asked: thank you so much for the book suggestion! (: im defffinitely going to read exit here xxxx