A New Fantasic Point of View

Hi I'm Leanne and I'm just full of complications. But you can say Hi
~ Thursday, April 26 ~
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My Favorite Book

She’s a good read.
Nah wait, that’s an understatement..
Allow me to tell this tale from the very beginning.
I was just browsing and she caught the corner of my eye.
I fully turned my head out curiosity and I was - immediately intrigued.
So intrigued that I felt that I couldn’t just admire her by her cover, no-
I had to read her from one end to the other.
Many picked her up, then suddenly put her down.
They couldn’t keep up with what was going down.
Take note, she wasn’t easily sparked.
She was difficult to read, let me tell you that.
She had no study guides, no plot overviews, no summaries to sum up her stories in a nut shell.
Bottom line is, she isn’t easy.
That’s probably why she always ended up back on the book shelf.
She’s so challenging. 
You have to sit down and take the time to understand her.
Well challenge accepted.
I checked her out to see what she was all about
Over some coffee, just her and me.
And right then and there, I embarked on this incredible journey.
Her exposition exposed her dispositions and inner ambitions.
According to her imperfections is what defines her definition of perfection.
Enlightened by her principle philosophies,
I began to understand why she talks the way she talks and walks the way she walks.
In that, I found beauty in every aspect.
She’s as real as real gets.
And I fell in love with - her character.
I couldn’t put her aside.
After chapter one, I was hooked.
Every night I hold her by the spine,
flipping through her pages reading line after line.
She became my favorite book.
She’s so intricate.
With no set genre, she gets adventurous, a low key, hopeless romantic.
A comedy, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t have her tragedies.
She takes me up to climb mountainous climaxes only to push me off cliffs for her amusement leaving me hang by my finger tips and pulls me back up with reassurance. 
The thrills are endless.
The only falling action I recognize is me for her.
No story has ever done that..
No story has ever captured my interests the way hers did.
There’s always something new to know.
Twists in the storyline hidden in her foreshadows worth the anticipation.
I can’t stop reading her.
As childish as it seems, she’s the book I have to read before I go to sleep. 
I even started my own book club about her, but the only member is me.
I mean, I’m not overly obsessed with her.
I just genuinely appreciate her.
I never want the story to end.
But as for the resolution..
I’ll let you know when we get there.
She’s sorta my Never Ending Story.
And I’ll have you know the story’s only getting better.
That’s word to my favorite author.


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~ Thursday, April 19 ~
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~ Thursday, April 12 ~
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DAMMNNN


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~ Sunday, April 1 ~
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trndrf:

It’s pretty common knowledge that the light we see from the stars in the night sky takes millions of years to reach Earth, and so there is a very good chance that some of the stars we are looking at died a very long time ago.

I think people are like that in a sense. It often takes a very long time to recognize the luminescence some people shed on our lives, sometimes too late. Appreciation and love aren’t measured out in light years though.

It’s bittersweet that time and space do nothing to dampen the light when you finally get to see it, I guess.

I dunno.

- Ethan


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~ Thursday, March 29 ~
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lil’ sister

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~ Saturday, March 17 ~
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But the moment you start thinking of yourself alone, absolutely alone, and related to nothing and to no one, you realize it’s silly to worry and fuss over what you are. You are simply what you are. And you feel as if you had closed a door forever on everything that’s unpleasant.
— Nick Joaquin, The Woman Who Had Two Navels (via selfinspiration)

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