…having to leave the room so you can quietly cry over a book, far from the prying, judgmental eyes of family.
Bookworm problem 7465386507345…
…because men in books are better
…because men in books are better
…having to leave the room so you can quietly cry over a book, far from the prying, judgmental eyes of family.
I swoon over fictional men... 
Meh.. I just cry. My family is used to it haha
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Lucky! My family already think I’m crazy when it comes to fictional people without throwing tears into the equation 😥
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When I want to stay in my own and just read my book in peace, it’s like I’m isolating myself, but most times, some “private” things need to be done in *cough private. Like bawling my eyes out after a particular act. 😩
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I completely agree with you 😦 I remember the first time a book affected me like this. I was about 11/12 and was reading a teen romance that involved the guy dying. I had to shut myself in my room so I could cry 😦
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11/12? Okay I still do it, but that may just be because I enjoy being on my own🐶
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Oh no, I totally do still! I mean, that was just the first of many, many more occasions to come over the following years 😛
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Lol😂😂I was wondering 😆
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The very worst is when I’m deep into sobbing, and my husband comes in and ruins the moment. Why now?!?! Go away!
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Ah if only people understood the troubles and woes of us bookworms! 😛
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