#aaronwarneranderson

Do you ever stop being so wholly unbearable? You have as much charisma as he rotting innards of unidentified roadkill.

I spent my life folded between the pages of books. In the absence of human relationships I formed bonds with paper characters. I lived love and loss through stories threaded in history; I experienced adolescence by association. My world is one interwoven web of words, stringing limb to limb, bone to sinew, thoughts and images all together. I am a being comprised of letters, a character created by sentences, a figment of imagination formed through fiction.

“I knew you had the potential to be more, so much more. I could see greatness in you.” He looks at me. Really, really looks at me. “You’re going to go on to do incredible things,” he says. “I’ve always known that. I think I just wanted to be a part of it.”