Hannah Danielle, seventeen years of age. I'm convinced I will end up marrying Nick Jonas. Here you will find Jonas Brothers, One Direction, Hunger Games, Harry Potter, Selena Gomez, Demi Lovato, Kate Voegele, Glee, The Vampire Diaries, Pixie Lott, Taylor Momsen, The Summer Set, We The Kings, The Maine, A Rocket To The Moon, and the occasional Miley Cyrus, movie spam, girl spam, and spam of whatever I'm craving at the moment. Don't follow me unless you can handle my rants about books and whatever I think celebrities are doing wrong.
I look terrible, but there it is.
Me and Ellen Hopkins(:
I won her book in a raffle and fist pumped in victory so hard even she laughed at me. It was embarrassing, but both Identical and Perfect were signed by her(:
“You’re my soul come scavenging for me, I can feel it,” said the Witch. “I won’t have it. I won’t have it. I won’t have a soul; with a soul there is everlastingness, and life has tortured me enough.”
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At first I was team Xander, but then I was all, “KY, BE REAL AND NOT FICTIONAL BECAUSE I NEED YOU IN MY LIFE. MMMMMMMMMMMMM.”
Two lives, he’s written.
Two lives, I whisper to myself. The words hush and hang in the room, too soft for the port to hear above the other sounds in the house. Almost too soft for me to hear above my heart beating fast. Faster than it ever has in the woods or on the tracker.
-Matched, Ally Condie
So we did Secret Santa today and there’s this girl named Alma in my class who’s always really quiet and if something bothers her, she won’t say anything because she’s just that nice and adorable. So my editor in chief, Terriss is trying to teach her to be more assertive. Ironically enough, he picked her name from the Secret Santa drawing and spent four hours of his life writing and designing her a handbook called Terriss’s Guide On How To Be Assertive.
It included advice like, “Always remember: other staff writers will have other opinions. Well, fuck them.” and “When hoes step out of line, just give those bitches a slap to the face to remind them never to fuck with Alma again.”
The last page was called The Magic Words, and we all decided it was golden.

She was the book theif without words.
Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like the rain.
- The Book Theif, Markus Zusak
“On the girl’s brown legs there were many small white scars. I was thinking, Do those scars cover the whole of you, like the stars and the moons on your dress? I thought that would be pretty, too, and I ask you right here please to agree with me that a scar is never ugly. That is what the scar makers want us to think. But you and I, we must make an agreement to defy them. We must see all scars as beauty. Okay? This will be our secret. Because take it from me, a scar does not form on the dying. A scar means I survived.”
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY