every sapphic book i love → one last stop by casey mcquiston

I fell in love with you the day that I met you, and then I fell in love with the person you remembered you are. I got to fall in love with you twice.

@librarysource event iii - pride: One Last Stop by Casey Mcquiston.

Because you got what you need. And sometimes, the universe has your back.

one last stop by casey mcquiston

she can’t believe jane had the nerve, the audacity, to become the one thing august can’t resist: a mystery.

@chaptersnet event vi: rereads. 

❝ Of course I love you. I could go back in time and have a whole life and get old and never see you again, and you would still be it. You were— you are the love of my life. ❞

@storyseekers event 21: minimalist — one last stop by casey mcquiston

you know, that feeling? when you wake up in the morning and you have somebody to think about? somewhere for hope to go? it's good. even when it's bad, it's good.

Jane looks up and says, “Hey, Coffee Girl.” “Hey, Subway Girl,” August says, grabbing the pole and pulling herself up to all her five feet four inches. 

@lgbtqia-litsource event 1: queer women in literature

week 1: queer female protagonists — August Landry • One Last Stop

ONE LAST STOP as a netflix original series

Jane pulls her back in, fingers brushing through her hair, just behind her ear, and for a second, Jane is the whole point of being in the city in the first place.

one last stop — requested by @moyadorogayas

but, you know, that feeling? when you wake up in the morning and you have somebody to think about? somewhere for hope to go? it's good. even when it's bad, it's good.

@dailymcquiston event I: quotes

one last stop by casey mcquiston

you're my fucking hero jane. i don't care if you think you're not one. you are.

happy birthday shay! @kkitays

you can try, she guesses. you can tear yourself apart and rebuild from scratch, bring yourself to every corner of the map, sew a new self from the scraps of a thousand other people and places. you can try to escape to fill a different shape. but at the end of the day, there's a place at the foot of the bed where your shoes hit the floor, and it's the same. it's always the same.

for @terranovas​ ♡

@lgbtqia-litsource event 1: queer women in literature

week two: poc queer females — BIYU ‘JANE’ SU

she can’t believe jane had the nerve, the audacity, to become the one thing august can’t resist: a mystery.

@librarysource’s event I: favourite book romances // @dailymcquiston event I: quotes One Last Stop by Casey McQuiston

I fell in love with you the day that I met you, and then I fell in love with the person you remembered you are. I got to fall in love with you twice. That’s— that’s magic.

ONE LAST STOP, by casey mcquiston

...she reminded me who i was. she had soft lips and green eyes and a body that wouldn’t quit.” august elbows her, jane smiles.

new york > brooklyn > community > missed connections / posted october 12, 2004

woman with red converse on the q train (brooklyn) i was riding the q train with my son on Wednesday evening when a short-haired mid-twenties woman approached us and offered my son a pin from her jacket. it was a 70s-era gay pride pin, clearly a well-loved antique. my son is 15 and hasn’t had the easiest time at school since coming out earlier this year. if you’re her, or you think you might know her, please let me know. i’d love to thank her.

jane su (one last stop)

five star reads of 2022 → one last stop by casey mcquiston

nobody tells you how those nights that stand out in your memory—levee sunset nights, hurricane nights, first kiss nights, homesick sleepover nights, nights when you stood at your bedroom window and looked at the lilies one porch over and thought they would stand out, singular and crystallized, in your memory forever—they aren’t really anything. they’re everything, and they’re nothing. they make you who you are, and they happen at the same time a twenty-three-year-old a million miles away is warming up some leftovers, turning in early, switching off the lamp. they’re so easy to lose. you don’t learn until you’re older how to zoom out of that extreme proximity and make it fit into the bigger picture of your life.