I like the thrill get when i fall in love with a new book, for a moment, everything in the world is right. I can stay in my bed the whole day, cry, laugh out loud and get mad without caring what any one thinks. Then I'll read the last sentence in it and for a moment, my world will end to and i don't know what to do.  I find myself wish then that i'd never found it but that thought makes me realise that I'll still do it again, love.