afsheen

You started as a whim. Then, you became something I looked for. You kept me coming back for more. And now you're a habbit. Something I have to do. So hard to give up. Did I pick my habbit or did it pick me? 

I just wish to spend all my life with the fictional characters. Who are more better than the real ones. No expectations, no betrayal, no socialize, no care. Just read and live in our world with 'em. 

All I need is a book 
And a quiet place to read;
Which is more than enough 
To survive, indeed.

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WORK : 

| Beyond Her Love - on process |