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The Bronx is Writing: Bronx Writers To Read for Bronx Week
The Bronx is Writing: Bronx Writers To Read for Bronx Week
May 5-May 15 is Bronx Week, the celebration of the culture and heritage of what makes this borough of New York City truly great. It’s always great to celebrate my home borough but instead of highlighting the great institutions that come out of the Bronx, but also wanted to take the time uplift the Bronx writers that are gracing our bookshelves! I’m so proud to say that there are so many great…
I finally have the sequel to What if it’s Us ! After so many months of waiting I finally bought it during the shopee. 2.2 sale :) so Here’s to me! Reading Here’s to Us tonight! :))
What a great book… it broke me, put me back together and then broke me again….
Rufus and Mateo are so well written (especially Mateo is too good for the world). The story is heart breaking and the side characters are great!
They both die at the end made me cry and left me emotionally exhausted on a new level but I loved every second of it!
So I had to made this little fanart / alternative book cover thingy with Rufus and Mateo and I hope you guys like it as well ☺☺☺☺
Thank you @adamsilvera for making this book
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Читая книги Адама Сильверы, по-настоящему чувствую себя частью его книжного мирка. Этой обыденности, полной книжных кумиров, разноцветных галстуков, забавных совпадений, наивных, но сладких влюблённостей между двумя парнями и атмосферы комиксно-уютных 2012-2014 годов.
Мечта – попасть в книжные миры Адама Сильверы.
Now I’ll remember Mateo everytime I’m making my tea
“You may be born into a family, but you walk into friendships. Some you’ll discover you should put behind you. Others are worth every risk.”
― Adam Silvera, They Both Die at the End
The reason why Mateo and Rufus lived that long is because they found each other. Rufus pulled Mateo out of his house and hence was the reason why Mateo was away from the stove for so long and Mateo always made sure they crossed the road safely. Also, don’t forget that they both died when the other one wasn’t there to see it.
It fucks me up so badly, the foreshadowing was there all along and even multiple times, but I still couldn’t see it and then at the end it hit me like a truck
He once told me that stories can make someone immortal as long as someone else is willing to listen.
Too bad life doesn’t allow us to turn it’s gears, like a clock, when we need more time.
“We should get walking then. I don’t know how much life we have left but I don’t want to miss it.”
I kiss the guy who brought me to life on the day we’re going to die.
“My last message would be to find your people. And to treat each day like a lifetime.”
“I know I spent my life hiding there, but I did my best to live, too, and I want to share this place with you.”
Rufus squeezes my hand. “Take me home, Mateo.”
“But if for some reason this plan doesn’t work, we need to promise to find each other in the afterlife. There has to be an afterlife, Roof, because it’s the only thing that makes dying this young fair.”
Rufus nods. “I will make it so easy for you to find me. Neon signs. Marching bands.”
“I would’ve loved you if we had more time.” I spit it out because it’s what I’m feeling in this moment and was feeling the many moments, minutes, and hours before. “Maybe I already do. I hope you don’t hate me for saying that, but I know I’m happy.”
“People have their time stamps on how long you should know someone before earning the right to say it, but I wouldn’t lie to you no matter how little time we have. People waste time and wait for the right moment and we don’t have that luxury. If we had our entire lives ahead of us I bet you’d get tired of me telling you how much I love you because I’m positive that’s the path we were heading on. But because we’re about to die, I want to say it as many times as i want- I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.”
“Did finding each other kill us?”
“We were going to die before we knew each other.” Mateo says.
“I know. But maybe this is how it was always written in the stone or the stars or whatever: Two dudes meet. They fall for each other. They die.” If this really is our truth, I get to punch whatever wall I want. Don’t try and stop me.
“Thats not our story,” Mateo squeezes my hands. “We’re not dying because of love. We were going to die today, no matter what. You didn’t just keep me alive, you made me live.” He climbs into my lap, bringing us closer. He hugs me so hard his heart is beating against my chest. I bet he feels mine.
“Two dudes met. They fell in love. They lived. Thats our story.”
- Adam Silvera, They Both Die At The End
it’s pride month, it’s also national exams month which means I’ve never had to study this much ever so naturally this is the perfect time to start overusing tumblr again
send and ask with a queer ship and I’ll make a moodboard for it :)