Books.
I need more books.
You don’t understand.
They are the reason I am living.
The thrill of the exposition, rising action, climax, falling action, and conclusion, are the things that keep the blood cells coursing through my veins.
I need books, like you need food or water or air.
I can go for days without even thinking of food when I have a good book.
Maybe I’m not human. Is it possible that constantly reading books has turned me into something more, like a wizard or a vampire.
Some days I can't even look at the food but the books sustain me.
When I finish a book I will feel it but never in the middle.
My therapist thinks I might be anorexic but I’m not.
I just don’t feel the hunger, well for food anyway.
Books on the other hand I can never get enough of.
That’s what I get for talking to a stupid inadequate human.
At least in my books the humans act intelligent.
Why can't people in real life be like people in books?
I love my books.
I need my books.
I can't live without my books.
My books are my life.
Why have a boyfriend when I can have books?
Why have a social life when I have books.
I know it sounds crazy but some people, you know the crazy ones put real things like people above their books on their list of priorities, ridiculous right.
They actually think human friendships are better than the relationships created with book characters.
They say things like they are not real people.
They don’t matter.
Well you know what they do matter.
I mourn the death of characters more than people.
Unless those people are authors.
Authors are the best type of people.
I’m telling you doctor I’m not crazy I just love books.
I need books.
Books are my life.
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