I'm just another person on the Internet who blogs about books. I read for fun, insight, a laugh, a cry, or just because. Literature has helped how I view the world and I am forever grateful for that.
I wanna live in an cosy apartment where it rains a lot and it snows. I want to live near a coffee shop, read books all the time, play piano, and fall in love with someone. Is that too much to ask?
