Lost in a book, I stare at aged pages, Gazing at typed words, Peering into fantastical worlds
Waltzing along to a hidden crescendo, I twirl through scarlet satin shadows They cloak my porcelain skin, Donning me in a mask of my own making
Happiness is easy to achieve
freezing time in those few minutes of bliss after finishing a good book
Life is a bubble, Make it as delusional as possible!
Twirling Through Books Daily
Recommendations and Reviews For Young Adult Books
Balancing Life With Caffeine & Mochas
Live a Little - Laugh a Lot
musings and contemplations
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