I can image having a boyfriend in the future (although I don't deserve to be loved) and because I love reading, him coming into the room one night while I was reading, seeing me cry, and just hugging me while he gets me tea, because although I'd be lost for a second it's because I truly cared about the character. And he won't find it weird and he'd ask me about it and I'd be able to tell him about it with out feeling weird.
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