/lit/ - Literature

>>9997883
Your sister seems like a nice girl. I remember the girl I loved when I was in high school, and I mean I loved her. I thought she was the most amazing person in the world. She was very nice, very smart, had an adorable little laugh, and making her giggle was the best feeling in the world. And she was so pure, so innocent. I wished everyone could be like her. I guess I was putting her on a pedestal, and when I found out she read John Green books, it was a tremendous disappointment. It wasn't long after that I heard her swear for the first time, devastating me. She said "ass" and my heart broke. I've also heard her say "piss" and "damn" and I just can't see her the same way. I guess I can't judge her, I'm sure she's still a better person than me. It just sucks when people don't measure up to your ideals.

I'm pretty sure she's still a virgin at least.

>>9912444
You're gonna make me puke for chrissakes, you really are.

I will NEVER find a novel as great as TCITR.

I'm depressed as hell because I will never relate to a character as much as Holden in my life, I really am.

Hey there, I know I'm awkward and spergy in real life but since you'll never read this I can say whatever I want.

I'm crazy about you, more than you have any idea. Sometimes I can't believe how much I adore you. You have the most perfect personality, easy for me to talk to, which is a big deal for me. I love the way your face scrunches up when you laugh, particularly when I make you laugh. You have the deepest, most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. I don't usually notice those sorts of things, but I notice them about you. I love how you're feminine, but not girly, if you know what I mean. You're better with power tools than me, you never wear dresses, but you're still most certainly very "female".

You inspire me to be a better person. I didn't get a job because I needed the money. I got a job because you deserve a man who works. I'm working so hard to better myself. I want to marry you and be the best husband possible. There's plenty wrong with me, but I can't think of a single thing wrong with you. A lot of girls are concerned with trivial, pointless activities and are completely uninterested in anything important. Not you. You love your family, your friends, and literature.

You wouldn't believe this, but for many months I've been posting in an online image board chronicling my quest to read the classic books. I've never read much, but I want to be able to talk about this stuff with you. You're so great, I want to like the same stuff you do. Slaughterhouse-Five is my favorite so far, I just finished Lord of the Flies before Christmas. I think I'll start The Great Gatsby next. (That's essential "Teen Girl Tier" right?)

I hope to maybe tell you some of these things soon. Of course, it will be spergy and I will almost certainly try to diffuse the tension with jokes, but I'm hoping that you might feel sort of the same way.

You're fantastic.