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I am in firm belief that books should be well loved. they should be written in, the spine should be cracked, the pages should be folded, things you find during the adventures you take squished between the pages. The more damage done to a book, the more memories and love are in it and there's something so beautiful about a well loved book. it tells a story. it's like a scrapbook of that time in your life whilst you've read it and when you pick it up again after a while of finishing it you can look back at the life you lived while the book traveled with you.
I've started packing my things to put into storage while i'm away at college and I picked up my very well loved copy of Red, White And Royal blue that I read last summer and was flipping through it. it had water damage from me accidently dropping it in my pool and writing in it and different keepsakes from things I did that summer. it has things that I wrote that i never spoke to another living soul, thoughts of love, insecurity that the ink on the pages written by the author reminded me of.
"I don't think I ever thought I would have proper true friends until gr. 12 and now with september almost here and half of my friends going to college it's definitely gone. I hope to feel this truly happy again soon" is messly written on page 201 in pink glitter pen. I wrote that at 18 about the loss of my huge friend group leaving while I stayed and went back to school for another year, needing a missing credit to get into college. I was already feeling like I failed having to go back for another year and losing my friends and reading about Henry, Alex, Nora, and June partying and Alex having that moment of realization of found family made me realise that I most likely won't have that comfort again. Looking back at it now being on the cusp of 20, that friend group was the farthest from friendship, I had just romaticided it. We had moments where it was friendship, in its purest form but overall it turned into something toxic and by the end most of us hated each other and we split into two groups, but the girl who left the scribbled note in the pool water damaged book didn't know that yet. She didn't know what came from that friend group. The friendships that truly blossomed from it, the trips and adventures she'd have with the few friends that made it out of that friend group. She got so, so much closer to her favorite people. She has never been happier then she has now starting the new chapter of her life in a big city, and having the best friends she could ever ask for.
The seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo, the well loved book i've brought on my most recent adventures. Lies sand in the crevices of a few pages where I had been reading it on the beach with my friends this summer, the ones that made it out of my Red, White and royal blue adventures.
damaged books are well loved books,
well loved books keep memories,
and well loved books are scrapbooks.
the post that inspired my "The Seven Husbands Of Taylor swift- A Comparative Essay" cause I'm obsessed and queer and a kaylor <3
“When Celia said she couldn’t have all of me, it was because I was selfish and because I was scared of losing everything I had. Not because I had two sides of me that one person could never fulfill. I broke Celia’s heart because I spent half my time loving her and the other half hiding how much I loved her." (Evelyn Hugo)
Celebrating (g)i-dle new comeback
Shuhua as Evelyn Hugo from Taylor Jenkins Reid’s novel Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo
She really would have
RIP Evelyn Hugo, you would have loved Lavender Haze by Taylor Swift (also Maroon)
they are just husbands, I'm evelyn hugo.
Pov: You're Evelyn Hugo
Illustration by Jenifer Prince
“The world doesn't give things, you take things”
“I think the word whore is something ingnorant people throw around when they have nothing else”
“I can't live with my heart half-broken all the time”
“It will be the tragedy of my life that I cannot love you enough to make you mine. That you cannot be loved enough to be anyone's”
“it was a death by a thousand cuts”.
Ok just finished The 7 Husbands of Evelyn Hugo and might I say, OH MY GOD I HAVE NEVER FELT THIS WAY I AM SO SAD THE BOOK IS OVER I FEEL BROKEN INSIDE AND THIS BOOK WAS SO GOOD. Ok so personally I think this book was beutifully written and one of my favorite books, I would highly recomend.
they are soulmates </3 this book absolutely crushed me
Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3
Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3
Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3
Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3
Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3
Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3
Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3
Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3
Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3
Valentine's Day is just a capitalist scam that monetizes people's need to show love🙄 BUT HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO THEM<3
“She’s gone now,” Evelyn says. “The love of my life is gone, and I can’t just call her and say I’m sorry and have her come back. She’s gone forever. I regret every second I didn’t spend with her. I regret every stupid thing I did that caused her an ounce of pain. I should have chased her down the street the day she left me. I should have begged her to stay. I should have apologized and sent roses and stood on top of the Hollywood sign and shouted, ‘I’m in love with Celia St. James!’ and let them crucify me for it.”
Hear that??? THAT'S THE SOUND OF MY HEART BEING SHATTERED BY THIS BOOK FOR THE MILLIONTH TIME-
The bi rep in this book is just *chef's kiss*
I was fine but then Evelyn Hugo decided to say "Please never forget that the sun rises and sets with your smile. At least to me it does. You’re the only thing on this planet worth worshipping." And now I'm very much not fine :)
Somewhere between thinking of Beth as "the middle sister who dies, what about her?" to "the nice one, the one who wants everyone to be happy", Evelyn Hugo fell in love with Celia St James.