That moment when you finish a book, look around, and realize that everyone is just carrying on with their lives as though you didn’t just experience emotional trauma at the hands of a paperback.
Reblogged from WelcomeToMyLife.

your kiss was a whisper on my lips, your love rested on my tongue. I never want this to end.
That moment when you finish a book, look around, and realize that everyone is just carrying on with their lives as though you didn’t just experience emotional trauma at the hands of a paperback.
This happened to me today!