i strive to be bulimic-
shit, i've been reading one too many of those screwed up novels by american writers. surprisingly, things always work out in the end; no matter how sucky they were to start with. these books can hardly be considered good reading material; and yet i find myself hooked on them. it's nice to read about someone else's screwed up life knowing deep in your heart that it will never happen to you. why? cause i'm such a whimp with no sense of adventure to even do anything not planned for me.
i hate all this mundanity(if the word even exists), my brain is being slowly eaten away by the bullshit i cant stop reading.
GOD, my olevels higher chin are TMR. even if i want to continue to immerese in all these crappy lies, i should be reading books by taiwan authors; they do take after the american ones in some ways...
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