Hæ!

I'm Francesca, 28, vegan.

I love Iceland.

I love stuff.

I love sci-fi and fantasy.

I have come here to chew bubblegum and kick ass.

→You can read my ramblings about A Song Of Ice And Fire in the ASOIAF section.

→You can also read about my /life/ in the Journal section.

  • I can't run fast
  • I have asthma (so I'd have no chance in a zombie apocalypse)
  • I can actually use a bow and a sword
  • I love Sansa Stark with a passion
  • Crochet is a hobby of mine
  • I hate air conditioning
  • I love kids plasters
  • I LOVE teddy bears
  • I like pigeons
  • I love tv shows about baking and gardening
  • I think that The Muppets Christmas Carol is the greatest Christmas movie ever made.
  • I live in a cave in the Swiss Alps





Francesca's bookshelf: currently-reading

Foundation Essays 1932-1957 on Atomic Physics and Human Knowledge The Great Gatsby Will Grayson, Will Grayson Warriors 1 Robin Hobb Collection: Assassin's Apprentice, Royal Assassin, Assassin's Quest

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That’s what books should be like! They should be “Ahahah…ooowwww

Craig Ferguson, talking about The Fault In Our Stars

“Some people don’t understand the promises they’re making when they make them,” I said.

“Right, of course. But you keep the promise anyway. That’s what love is. Love is keeping the promise anyway.”

John Green, The Fault In Our Stars

Imagine me complexly

I often think about this concept and how it deeply affects our lives.

The lack of this notion affects our lives in a really troubling way. This is the difference between really knowing a person and just being aware of their existence. 

I think John Green is a genius, because he managed to express an incredibly difficult concept using a really simple sentence.

Infinite kudos to John

“I can only hope,” Julie said, turning back to Gus, “they grow into the kind of thoughtful, intelligent young man you’ve become.”

I resisted the urge to audibly gag. “He’s not that smart,” I said to Julie.

“She’s right. It’s just that most really good-looking people are stupid, so I exceed expectations.”

“Right, it’s primarily his hotness,” I said.

“It can be sort of blinding,” he said.

“It actually did blind our friend Isaac,” I said.

“Terrible tragedy, that. But can I help my own deadly beauty?”

“You cannot.”

“It is my burden, this beautiful face.”

“Not to mention your body.”

“Seriously, don’t even get me started on my hot bod. You don’t want to see me naked, Dave. Seeing me naked actually took Hazel Grace’s breath away,” he said. nodding toward the oxygen tank.

“Okay, enough,” Gus’s dad said, and then out of nowhere, his dad put an arm around me and kissed the side of my head and whispered, “I thank God for you every day, kid.”

That’s what I believe. I believe the universe wants to be noticed. I think the universe is improbably biased toward consciousness, that it rewards intelligence in part because the universe enjoys its elegance being observed. And who am I, living in the middle of history, to tell the universe that it—or my observation of it—is temporary?

The Fault In Our Stars by John Green (via bonedustt)

Q: Exactly how bad is your eyesight?
John: Well, it’s just a little bit better than my dad’s.

I feel you John.

(Source: sillymuggles)