I would like to quote the shatter me author here.. 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.
This was nothing but painfully, beautiful Fiction Which felt nothing but real. There was the touching depth and intensity in it which makes it stand out on its own. I felt so heavy hearted by reading it but you made me restore my belief in love. Thanks author.
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.
This was nothing but painfully, beautiful Fiction Which felt nothing but real. There was the touching depth and intensity in it which makes it stand out on its own. I felt so heavy hearted by reading it but you made me restore my belief in love. Thanks author.