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  • she/her. 18. gryffinclaw. leo.
  • blog breakdown: 75% hp, 15% leigh bardugo, 10% ya lit, 100% awkward
currently
  • rewatching: greek s2
  • watching: jtv s2
  • rereading: hp #1
  • reading: wide sargasso sea
recently read
  • scythe shusterman
  • we are okay lacour
  • of fire and stars coulthurst
  • heartless meyer
She loved the moors. Flowers brighter than the rose bloomed in the blackest of the heath for her; out of a sullen hollow in a livid hillside her mind could make an Eden. She found in the bleak solitude many and dear delights.
— Charlotte Brontë (via birdandbriar)
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