"I stepped into the bookshop and breathed in that perfume of paper and magic that strangely no one had ever thought of bottling."- Carlos Ruiz Zafon (via barefootinthecold)
It is officially noted that I need major social skills when it comes to guys. The look of mortification and babble of random things with my awkward laugh had my friend in tears from laughing so hard At me as I attempted to answer questions and hold up a conversation while planning an escape route.
"Deep inside, she knew who she was, and that person was smart and kind and often even funny, but somehow her personality always got lost somewhere between her heart and her mouth, and she found herself saying the wrong thing or, more often, nothing at all."- Julia Quinn, Romancing Mister Bridgerton (via larmoyante)
music pounding in my ears as guys dance all around. 230 am. Blistered feet, curls still intact, makeup still perfect and cold shower to wash away the alcohol and constant dance hotness = awesome summer night.
Minus the guy who copped a feel on my boobs as I was leaving though.