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I’ve been trying to finish three books before the semester begins. I always start one, get halfway, then begin another aaand the same with another. I don’t know why I’m like this but, whatever. Someone from Tumblr recommended The Forty Rules of Love to me last year and I started it maybe a week ago. This is technically book number four, and probably the only one I will finish. It is so0o0o0o good. 

 


Why is it easier to fall in love with literature more so than an actual person? I’m always “talking” to many different people at once or none at all and when I choose just one person to “talk to”, it never lasts for long. Either everyone wants to be casual or I’m not feelin’ them enough to want to be serious. So this semester is dedicated to loving myself, my studies, my roommates, and close friends! 

 
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