I just took a picture of my face, but I won't post it. It's the face of a girl that just spent three hours devouring The Fault In Our Stars, and spent the last twenty minutes of reading weeping uncontrollably.
I saw the end coming, but I didn't see it coming the way it panned out. It took me off guard.
I love that feeling. The feeling you get when you're lost in the world of someone else's making, and you forget it's not real. And when that link is broken and life is life again, you have a new perspective, or a new passion, or you remember. Sometimes it hurts, like right now, but even through the hurt, it's so amazing and wonderful. Because I get to.
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