No. December 21, 2012 is not the date the world ends. It will be in any month or date in 2013 becaUSE MANY FANGIRLS/BOYS WILL DIE OF FEELS DUE TO THE FACT THAT MANY FANDOMS WILL CELEBRATE THEIR OWN MOVIE, MOVIE CASTINGS, RETURN OF THEIR LONG AWAITED SERIES, AND THE LAST/NEXT BOOK FOR THEIR BOOK SERIES.
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I’m super sorry. I’m still busy with my studies because COLLEGE and medicine course. OTL let me die (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻
My status is still semi-hiatus. Don’t worry, I’ll be coming back fully in Christmas break and in Summer (well, April-May in my country).
To all of my followers, who still follow me despite of my lack of blogging and queuing this past few months… I LOVE ALL OF YOU. I’ll do a following spree in my comeback. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
excuse me while i fangirl in my other blog for a while BECAUSE CATHCING FIRE AND CITY OF BONES.
is ChrisTMAS EARLY BECAUSE THERE IS NOW A TRAILER FOR CATCHING FIRE AND CITY OF BONES… OTL
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I love that feeling you get when you don’t remember that you’re reading. When you’re so captured by a book that you forget you’re reading the words. All you see is the descriptions and conversations that being to play out like a movie in your head. You don’t even think about it. Then before you know it, you’ve read 100 pages without realizing it. That’s probably the best feeling in the world.
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“I’ll be your family now,” he says. “I love you,” I say. I said that once, before I went to Erudite headquarters, but he was asleep then. I don’t know why I didn’t say it when he could hear it. Maybe I was afraid to trust him with something so personal as my devotion. Or afraid that I did not know what it was to love someone. But now I think the scary thing was not saying it before it was almost too late. Not saying it before it was almost too late for me. I am his, and he is mine, and it has been that way all along. He stares at me. I wait with my hands clutching his arms for stability as he considers his response. He frowns at me. “Say it again.” “Tobias,” I say, “I love you.” His skin is slippery with water and he smells like sweat and my shirt sticks to his arms when he slides them around me. He presses his face to my neck and kisses me right above the collarbone, kisses my cheek, kisses my lips. “I love you, too,” he says.” -Insurgent
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i hate it when people in real life think they like something more than me
like no
u dont understand
i have a blog with thousands of posts devoted to it
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