Do you ever just read something and burst into tears because omg it’s just so pretty like you want to wrap yourself up in the plot and just stay there? And then you cry a little more because wow I am a tool why am I crying over this, this is not a legitimate reason to be upset this is FICTION these are not REAL PEOPLE and WHAT IS MY LIFE?
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It’d be a quaint alcove in some beautiful, bustling city. On the outside it’d look small and ordinary, but cozy. The room inside would be suprisingly spacious and modern, though. The walls would be lined with books nearly busting out of their shelves and the entire room would smell like a mixture of worn books, coffee and cinnamon. I think it’d be a cafe, with some mellow tune always humming in the background, and a friendly waitress that knew you by name and always smiled. Everyone that went there would know each other, and we’d all talk and laugh over the newest book or movie, and our fandoms, of course:p
Since it’s tumblr, there’d be no hate. And ofcourse it’d be filled with intellectual and attractive guys :D. There’d be pillows everywhere. Just saying. Because pillows are amazing. And low lighting with white lights. Beautiful art plastered in all the spare spaces. We’d squeeze a fireplace in somehow, because they’re just generally wonderful:). The food though, oh my gosh. Tons of chocolate. No shame. It’d be a safe place and a home.
I think if there actually was a Tumblr, I’d probably never leave… who would? Oh gosh and the puppies. There’d definitely be puppies.
Everyone’s all excited about getting the newest iPhone or whatever for Christmas, & I’m just over here like, “a bookshelf would be nice, I guess?”
Yeah, that’d be cool. :D
Gotta get your priorities straight, I mean, since I’m not gonna wake up to all the starkids under my Christmas tree… :( Anyways. Merry Christmas everyone!:) Hope you all get your Christmas wishes this year;) I’m still gonna hope for a starkid, though:p