don-cosciotte:

I loved reading books, really. I’ve read so many I’ve lost count and I’ve forgotten about so many of them I should be ashamed.

But then I discovered fan fictions and I just gave up on books. And I was happy!

Until.

Until I started referencing those fics to people and they just – of course- couldn’t get me. I’m not lying nor exaggerating when I say that some fan fictions changed me for good, some stood with me so far, just like my favorite books. And it’s so sad that none of my friends will ever read /those/ masterpieces, full of details and iconic scenes and memorable settings. Because I’ll still reference some bits or daydream about some of those incredibly well written stories and nobody will understand.

I’m so sad at times.