The Binding - Tumblr Posts

Я не знаю, где я. Не знаю, кто я. Мне холодно. Легкие болят. Когда я пытаюсь откашляться, горло режет так, будто я проглотил горящую головешку. Боль нестерпима. Воздух обжигает легкие, как йод, пролитый на открытую рану. Лицо обожжено дымом. Но несмотря на боль, я чувствую себя счастливым. Мое счастье глубоко и безгранично, как влажные темные поля, пробудившиеся из-под снега. Я не понимаю, откуда оно взялось, но мне кажется, будто, протянув руку, я смогу черпать его пригоршнями. — Ты очнулся? Все в порядке? Эмметт. Я вспоминаю его имя прежде своего собственного

that feeling when you’re reading a really good book and on one hand you want to keep reading cause its so freaking good but on the other hand you dont want it to end

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Which was worse? To feel nothing, or to grieve for something you no longer remembered? Surely when you forgot, you'd forget to be sad, or what was the point?

Bridget Collins - The Binding

»maybe I should have followed him; but somehow it went from too soon to too late, without the right moment in between.«

~ the binding, bridget collins

It makes me laugh every single time Emmett misinterprets desire for disgust.

The way Lucian stares at me? Hatred. This tight feeling in my chest when I see him? Anger. I can't believe he would rescue this puppy and show me his favourite part of the forest because he despises me so much.

Lucian was trying so hard to get Emmett to like him and Emmett was just like "I don't know, you've got bad vibes."

Me going back and re-reading the bindery scene at the start between Emmett and Lucian after reading the entire book

Reading The Binding without any prior knowledge of the book was really me going: is this gay?? seems kinda gay?? this is definitely gay right?? oh fuck yeah that’s gay.

and i loved every second of it