Writer. Lover. Sister. Daughter. Poet. My name is Emily. I'm a Shadowhunter who sometimes travels in a TARDIS but likes the Impala too. I live at 221b Bakers street, I'm a 007 and my best friend is Q. I've fought with Harry Potter and I've ridden dragons with Eragon. I've fought at the barricades of freedom and dined at Pemberly. I'm Divergent. I've Looked for Alaska, I've found no fault with in our stars. love always, Emily (Gif made by the wonderful Her0ongray, find her at http://her0ngray.tumblr.com)
that awesome moment when you finished reading a really good book and you see it at a store then you cunningly smile at it as if you had an affair with it.
The horrifying thing is that this is true.
Please tell me I’m not the only one that gets very protective of my books when someone asks to borrow them.. Don’t get me wrong I’m flattered someone wants to read a book I’ve read but it’s just I don’t trust people with my babies, you’ll rip them or treat them poorly or loose them or never give them back and I just can’t have that.
My books. My babies.