Spędzasz ze sobą całe dnie, a mimo jesteś osoba, którą najmniej znasz i rozumiesz. Wiesz wszystko o planetach krążących wokół Słońca, ale zapytana, dokąd wyruszysz za pięć minut, nie nasz odpowiedzi.
felt super brave today and emailed my favourite author of all time on her public work email if there is ever an option to email out my hardbacks to sign. her signed store has since shut down so i don't want to be spoiled cuz i already have 1 novel signed by her but can you imagine if i had the hardbacks i had since i was a teen signed by the truest and greatest female romance author of all time?
i'll keep you guys posted if this ever happens :') or if by chance she does reply. what an amazing christmas gift to myself it would be :')
"Tatiana sprang into his open arms, and Alexander, lifting her off her feet with the force of his embrace, couldn’t hug her tight enough, couldn’t breathe in enough of her. She flung her arms around his neck, burying her face in his bearded cheek. Dry sobs racked her entire body."
I'm 1/3 of the way through The Bronze Horseman and I'm so fucking mad I could throw my phone out the window.
Somebody who has read this monstrosity tell me it gets less infuriating. Does he ever stop fucking her sister right in goddamn front of her? I'd poison his pirozhki 😤
Życie jest długie. I nawet jeśli wydarzy się najgorsze i myślisz, że nie masz już sił, że nie dasz rady dalej tego ciągnąć, jakoś ci się udaje, choć wydawało się, że więcej nie zniesiesz.
"It was a perfect day. For five minutes there was no war, and it was just a glorious Sunday in a Leningrad June. When Tatiana looked up from her ice cream, she saw a soldier staring at her from across the street." 🌹🚎🍦