nobody told me that when I was in love I would imagine myself and my lover in the place of the characters in every story--happy, sad, or miserable--and that I would cry for half an hour after reading a sad book (Love Is a Mix Tape [highly reccomended]) the same way I did after watching Titanic when I was eight. Books didn't used to make me cry. I
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