All The Time❤😅

Guess the book!

Her Wicked Marquess

The Duchess Deal

Sweet Filthy Boy

Beach Read

Marriage For One

❣️Books❣️

The Love Hypothesis - Ali Hazelwood

The Spanish Love Deception -Elena Armas

the Kiss Quotient -Helen Hoang

To Hate Adam Conner -Ella Maise

The Cheat Sheet -Sara Adams

How Sweet It Is -Dylan Newton

Punk 57 -Penelope Douglas

It Happened One Summer -Tessa Bailey

You. Can. Be. Happy. Alone.

This blog is mainly about love, but you can be in love with life without having a small group of friends or a significant other. You can be content on your own!

Listen to music in your bedroom at full volume in your headphones and dance until the sun goes down. Feel every jump hit your soul. It’s the best feeling.

Watch comedies along and laugh as loud as you want!!

Read books! Annotate them just for yourself or future you.

Write letters to the void or to your past or your future.

Talk to yourself. (I do it all the time! It’s the best and does not mean your lonely or ‘crazy’)

Just live your life without the fear of being alone. Being introverted does not mean your broken. If you don’t like parties, don’t go! Stay home on your own and know that it isn’t a bad thing. Be the person who can be happy on their own.

Everyone wants different things! Some people like talking in big groups and sharing their thoughts whereas others like to keep to themselves. Neither needs changing.

Wow❣️

ladies and gents may i present you the (main) cast of The Viscount Who Loved Me

i struggled a bit deciding on who to draw but in the end i felt these 6 were the most relevant of the book. if you have other suggestions i’m open to them though🤗 pd: pen is here as penelope but also as in LW

anyway, hope you like it🥺🙏🏼

Omg yesss

who the fuck cares about the thinness of a laptop i want that thing to have at leat 10 usb ports and a cd drive what the fuck

Here's to hands that cover faces when laughter rises in public places. Here's to hair slow tucked behind ears, a goodbye gesture to mask the tears. Here's to long shared showers before longer dark hours, to morning voices whispering sweet, to sleepy kisses before ground under feet. Here's to your lips and their aftertaste to my breath stolen and blood displaced. To hands that hold and fingers that roam, to the way bare skin can feel like home.

So we'll never be happy...?...

Little miss loves dark academia