Eugh... I hate it when I get so caught up in... Um, stuff.
Books = the official love of my life
Can't help myself. Books thrill me, fulfill me, sustain me, maintain me in ways than no man has ever been able to match.
Hmm... A small, miniscule part of me is depressed by that. Conversely, every other part of me is jumping for joy at the fact. Ha.
I swear I'm back and I'll be up to no good soon.
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It's joy. It's ecstasy. It's truth. It's destiny. Even love is not enough to tell you how you make me feel. It's faith. It's honesty. It's life. It's everything. To say, 'I love you,' is not enough to tell you how you make me feel. There's only one word for this: it's bliss.
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