People often refer to books as a method of escaping reality… But we forget how critical they are to navigating reality. I swear by books. I think they can cure everything. For that reason, as my life takes the natural twists and turns we all go through, I was desperate for something that would elp relieve my stress and found myself at Barnes & Noble for some really great, really short reads..
I’m not afraid of love. I’m more afraid to miss out on it. I don’t think I’m alone in that, that’s why we end up giving ourselves to people who don’t deserve us, hoping they’ll love us in return. I think the fear comes in not being able to gauge someone’s commitment to you, because a lot of us (myself included) have a tough time understanding what love looks like. I can’t count how many times I’ve heard the “every couple fights” debate and people insinuating that you have to go through the worst in order to know if it’s “real”. But sometimes, a person is simply a shitty person. But the person who loves you will always love you back. I stick by that.