June 2013
I feel like I’m infecting everyone with my illness. Am I even contagious anymore? I don’t know D:
It’s only been two hours since I took cold medicine last so apparently I can’t take it for another two hours. Why do you forsake me in my time of need Advil cold and sinus? Why???
I’m less not-sick than I thought. Gosh darn it. Gosh darn it to heck.
I hope going to work wasn’t a mistake today.
“All I had to do was open a book— to see the stories bleeding from page to page. To see the memories etched onto paper.
I spent my life folded between the pages of books. In the absence of human relationships I formed bonds with paper characters. I lived love and loss through stories threaded in history; I experienced adolescence by association. My world is one interwoven web of words, stringing limb to limb, bone to sinew, thoughts and images all together. I am a being comprised of letters, a character created by sentences, a figment of imagination formed through fiction.” —Shatter Me by Tahereh Mafi (via mareluna3001)
I spent my life folded between the pages of books. In the absence of human relationships I formed bonds with paper characters. I lived love and loss through stories threaded in history; I experienced adolescence by association. My world is one interwoven web of words, stringing limb to limb, bone to sinew, thoughts and images all together. I am a being comprised of letters, a character created by sentences, a figment of imagination formed through fiction.” —Shatter Me by Tahereh Mafi (via mareluna3001)
