I love books a lot as much as I love dresses and any other girl stuff. i would rather read books than to be with someone who talks a lot about senseless matter. Besides, who would want to be with those sorts? They are undeniably irritating, suffocating. Does that make sense?
Books create an image that I can never imagine without it. They help me dream of more things that are out of the existing. They create a certain realm that only I can enter. It's kind of amusing though that I love books but I never get to read them more often. I just hope they won't get mad at me cause I'm not giving them most of my time.
What I can't help but notice is that, there's this annoying repellent force whenever I start to leaf through the pages of the books I read. I can't do reading books in just a matter of hours or even minutes. Maybe it would just take some getting used to. I must admit that I still am not that into books that much. But since I do love books, I can manage to change my attitude towards it. It's just a matter of giving out my heart into it.
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