does it ever fuck you up thinking about how old versions of you still exist to people out there. people you haven't talked to in years remember who you used to be and nothing about who you are now, and they're out there with memories of a version of you that kinda sucks
changing my i-should-have-known-betters to “i know better now”. all the past versions of me made who i am today. i am thanking her. i am honoring her. i am forgiving her.
“I read romance because it’s fun to fall in love. And with romance books, I get to do it over and over. I get to be different types of lovers. I think it’s sort of magical that we can experience some of the greatest loves of all time through books.”