I wish I had someone to talk about books with. Someone who loves reading as much as I do. Someone to read a book with me. Someone to get lost in the world with. It’s annoying to be so emotionally invested in characters and want to discuss what’s happening in that world, just to be met with a “what the hell are you talking about” stare.
that’s why I have tumblr :)
Apparently my sister is mean to me bc I’m ‘well liked’ and ‘pretty’. Like she lives with me everyday she knows this isn’t true.
But my dad and brother tried to explain why she’s mean to me with The Big Bang Theory. Like I was a smarter Penny and my sister was Amy. Like idk.
“Hey, buy me this thing”
“waIT NO I WAS KIDDING PLEASE DON’T OH MY GOD I CAN’T ACCEPT THIS STOP BEING SO NICE DON’T YOU DARE GET ME THIS THING I ASKED FOR I SWEAR TO GOD”
"Here, I bought you the thing"
"I TOLD YOU NOT TO I CAN’T ACCEPT THIS"
"just take it"
"I CAN’T-if you insist oK THANK YOU VERY MUCH"