There are only two kinds of books that are truly loved - those pristine and undamaged, and those which look like they’ve been through the apocalypse
There are only two kinds of books that are truly loved - those pristine and undamaged, and those which look like they’ve been through the apocalypse
Chaotic war-crime: dog-ear where you make the fold exactly big enough so it points to the line you left off on.
Yes I did this sometimes as a kid and I still feel bad for the librarians who had to see the devastation I wrought.
Lmao imagining kid you opening the book to see the page pointed at “see,” only to have to reread the page anyway because you lost track of what a character was seeing