So I’m probably not going to be on Tumblr for around 40 days. If, for some unknown reason, you feel the need to impulsively unfollow me in that time, I might be a tiny bit sad, but that’s fine. Peace out, dear followers.
So you do know who’s legit? Neville is legit. He seriously deserves to be a Gryffindor. Was I the only one who took a second to realize that was Neville in that brief scene in which they showed him in Deathly Hallows Part 1? Man, has he grown up. And do you know what else? In the Harry Potter movies, the actor who plays Neville, Matthew Lewis, is given big fake teeth to wear, a slight fat-suit to make him look chubbier, little things behind his ears to make his ears stick out more, and too-big shoes to make him look more awkward. And I’m just sitting here, like, “What are they doing? What, what, what are they doing!?”
“Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by God, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie in certain small situations. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in Twilight.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. Maybe you’ll have pets named after philosophers. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes.”
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—Rosemarie Urquico
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Kind of long, I know, but if you’re one of these people who read, you wont mind. And yes, it is corny, as any girl who really reads would know. But on occasion, most girls who read have a small soft spot for corniness, because in the end, as much as we might like tragic stories, soft happy ones are the ones that make us smile. :)
If I could find a guy who understands all of this… well, it might not be perfectly realistic, but a girl can dream… maybe that’s why she reads.
Everyone in the entire world should watch it. Wars would stop if we just had every world conflict sit down and like have popcorn, and have a sleepover, and watch the entire thing of that show. We would all get along and it would be beautiful.
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Darren Criss (speaking about his love for the original Avatar: The Last Airbender cartoon series) No. Way. Oh my gosh, this makes Darren Criss even more awesome. And he was pretty darn awesome to begin with.
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I want to marry a nerd.
misha-dmitri-tippens-krushnic:
mainly because I want to get down on one knee and pull out the one ring to rule them all and ask for her hand.
yes I’m a loser.
deal with it.
Anyone who pulled that on me would have me at the altar in a heartbeat, ngl.
DREAM HUSBAND
OH GOD. WHY CAN I NOT FIND A MAN LIKE THIS. WHY DO NERDY BOYS NOT EXIST IN MY LIFE??????
^^ agrees with all of the above. Oh my gosh, yes. Really, there need to be more of these guys. :D
Heck yeah, Regulus Black was a freakin’ brave/awesome person and is seriously underrated as a character. I mean, the guy came from a family who strongly encouraged joining “the dark side,” as it were, and once he was pressured into it he realized how horrible it was, so he went against everything he had ever known to finally stand up for what he believed was right. And he faced death for it. The dude was freakin’ awesome.
I have the power of… referencing random poetry/literature (since that’s where my username originated from)? Either that or we can take it literally and I have the power to attack villains with keys… unexpectedly. Because who would expect a key-attack? Not me. Wait… maybe it’s like those flying keys in the first Harry Potter?
