This is how I lived back then– through books. I locked myself into their stories, dreamt of their characters at night, pretended to be them. They were my armour against the hard edges of reality.
― Tomasz Jedrowski, Swimming in the Dark
I miss 😢 those days . I used to read novels and dreamt of their characters as I am the character. It was much easy and hurtles. This reality sucks .
Love in reality is much more messier.














