Absolut Vodka release a limited edition label free bottle to celebrate diversity and challenge Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender prejudice.
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Damn, I knew I loved vodka for a reason. I see you, Absolut. Can we be allied partners?
I HAD to stop because I just have so many feelings right now and I’m only on page 125, and I needed more than 140 characters to sufficiently express myself.
I just read the most astonishingly true statement: “As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.” Now I realize that this is not the most (sometimes absurdly) sophisticated and elaborate sentence in the book so far - see: “The day of the existentially fraught free throws were coincidentally also my last day of dual leggedness” (31). However, I believe that with that sentence, John Green hit the nail directly on the head giving it a severe concussion and definite contusion. I’m not sure why I’m so susceptible to beautiful and complicated love stories (just kidding, of course I know why but I’m not going to get into that), but sentences like the aforementioned one stir up this confusing, tormenting, nauseating, yet hopeful feeling in the pit of my stomach. I just love love so much and it pains me in the best way to see it blossom (even in fictional tales).
I realize that this may make no sense. As someone who can’t seem to mend a broken heart after an obscene amount of time has passed, it makes sense to me - sadly. Falling in love happens so quickly, so suddenly that you may not even see it coming. You find yourself so smitten that the only way you even come close to sufficiently describing it is love. It’s amazing, and weird and scary and exciting. I hope that one day I’ll no longer be a part-time Heartbroken/Hopeless Romantic, full-time Existentially Muddled Adultescent. (Also, apparently “adultescent” is an acceptable word according to my spell check.)
Back to reading. I’m sure I’ll have many more feelings as this book goes on because I KNOW someone’s gonna die. I can’t…
I’m the person who knows their Hogwarts house but not their blood type
I know mine. it’s
this post just got 209348451 times better okay
(Source: perksofbeingahufflepuff, via itskatedibbs)