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By June 12, 2011Blog

i’m not that deep, i promise. i just cant stop writing like this. its my only curse. the reason why my first friends were books. and authors, my first heroes. the reason why i feel home in bookstores. why if my house burned down, id probably die trying to save the books. save them. ¬†because i couldnt bare to live alone. without them.¬†