In school, they would tell you that life wouldn’t come to you; you had to go out and make it your own. But when it came to love, the message for girls seemed to be this: Don’t. Don’t go after what you want. Wait. Wait to be chosen, as if only in the eye of another could one truly find value. The message was confusing and infuriating. It was a shell game with no actual pea under the rapidly moving cups.
—
Libba Bray, Beauty Queens, 125.
Exceptional book. I highly recommend the audiobook.
(via hermionejg)
i get really offended when someone doesnt sit next to me but im also relieved they didnt sit next to me
this is the most accurate thing i’ve ever read
Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.
— John Keats (via fleurstains)
Amy and I are in my room with the ceiling light on when Mom walks in.
- Mom (unscrewing one of the light bulbs with her good hand): No wonder it's so dark in here! I'll tell Dad to pick up some more lights.
- Amy: You probably shouldn't mess around with those while it's turned on.
- Mom: Why not?
- Me: It's electric!
- Both (Pause. The sisters exchange a look): BOOGIE WOOGIE WOOGIE!
