My life is spinning around the books. From them I extract my sap with which I nourish my soul. I would be able to give up all the people on earth (with a few exceptions, of course) and receive with open arms the idea of humanity that exists in books. Did you notice that in stories we always know which is the positive character and what is the negative character? Unfortunately, this does not happen in real life as well. Here you never know how honest and fair a man is, because we are all gray. None of us is just white or just black.
The people I believed disappointed me, making me afraid of too much privacy. I still rarely have the courage to hang on to people, to show them what I feel and what I want. Because people have the bad habit of using such information to hit you with your own weapons, to haul yourself on the ground using the weaknesses it reveals to you. And we all have weaknesses, weaknesses that can hardly be hidden, are we? And there are such things in books, but there we know for sure what the character would do for it and we despise it from the first moment. Read More