Promiscuous Bookworm

“I nod along, watching him sing under his breath. He’s off-key but doesn’t care. Ian’s in his own world. I love how music does that—takes us to the middle of a packed arena with a spotlight and a microphone, even if we can’t sing the ABCs without our voices cracking. Music doesn’t just seep into our souls; it wraps careful fingers around our nerves and presses new life into them.”
― Julian Winters, How to Be Remy Cameron

“I can’t fuck your life, I’m monogamously fucking my own life.”
― Becky Albertalli, Leah on the Offbeat

“Then her hand brushed close to mine, and my organs rearranged themselves.”
― Becky Albertalli, Leah on the Offbeat

“Everything eats something else.”
I swing my head towards him. “What eats you?”
He raises an eyebrow, giving me a taste of my own medicine. “Existential despair.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son