it's the library

i have Many Thing to do but instead: re-reading harry potter and re-watching legend of korra

(also i am seeking book recs again!  no male authors pls?)


The Giphy library now includes over 2,000 American Sign Language GIFs

  • GIF emporium Giphy expanded its library on Thursday to include more than 2,000 words and phrases in American Sign Language.
  • The company collaborated with educational series Sign With Robert to slice clips from their 30-episode video series featuring Robert DeMayo and add written text.
  • The goals, Mashable reported, are to empower the deaf community and help hearing people learn ASL. Read more (2/16/17 3:33 PM)

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Everyone has more to them than what meets the eye, so why would you love someone at first sight?
—  Coral-vellichor
Where did all those feelings go? People spend their whole lives looking for love. Poems and songs and entire novels are written about it. But how can you trust something that can end as suddenly as it begins?
—  Nicola Yoon, The Sun is Also a Star

“I’ll go nowhere and stay in my head until you find me again. Say you’ll find me.”

She stared, quietly reminiscing on her mundane life filled with the familiarity of her blank words and wondered if there was something that would be subtracted if she were to let go of them.

“I can’t find you, you don’t try to find me.”

She sighed. Their minds were completely seperate, one more of a loud mess and the other quiet. Combined they clashed the way waves do, yet neither dominated the other until one mind screamed.

“I can’t do that for you. Not with your blank words and my void heart.”

Alas the two agreed that meeting eachother at the end of two seperate mazes wouldn’t work.

He holds the rose in his hands and cries about a sickly smell it produces, stating it reminds him of her: the scent it gave was in its entirety, her. That phrase made sense only to him.

Conventions made her think he was being sweet. It was a compliment to her, and she would treasure it for days. Treasure it as she kissed a different boy that told her she really did smell of roses and meant it whole heartedly. To him, she was the universe and more.

The mallicious tide of his mind was brought on by her telling him that she had someone else. He’d tried his hardest to fight her, but she’d told him she was guilty of enduring pain from loving someone else for so long and he’d suddenly understood and quietened.

It was unfortunate that the boy she loved, who’d told her the rose he gave her was her scent, was in love with someone else.

“you took the rose literally. I was making a statement.. I love him. Not you.”

She never understood the statement, other than the obvious.