Okay But I Dont Understand

Okay but I don’t understand

why I have the ability to love people in books so much. sometimes i’ll be sitting somewhere and just remember something that one character said that one time and i’ll laugh. or i’ll text on of my friends and profess my love for certain book characters because i love them so much an that is hurts but i cant make it stop, and even if i could i wouldn’t want to because i love that it causes me pain because they might be real what but what is real if not pain??

yeah that’s a bit sad but oh well I’ll keep reading and keep loving and keep hurting. 

i heard a little girl in walmart tell her brother “there are good vampires, you know”

“Let’s raise a glass”

“To what”

“To the dreams that might have been”

I feel like one of the biggest misconceptions out there is that all fanfic is written by 12 and 13 year olds

Like the other day I read a fanfic where Jason Todd is remodeling his kitchen and is concerned about wooden countertops because what if you get raw chicken on your wooden countertop?

You think a 13 year old thinks about countertops? Think again my friend that fic was written by an Adult

so my brother was asleep and my leGIT FIRST THOUGHT was ‘oh maybe he’s dead’

And then my second thought is ‘huh. I’ve never called an ambulance before. Wonder what that’s like’

And then he moves and my subconscious just sighs and thinks ‘not dead. What a shame’