Boy, did you ever love me?
- Better Off Alone (Katharine McPhee)
Today I learnt how to really appreciate Lit again, to take it apart and marvel at each word. My Lit's in desperate need of saving; it's probably too late but I hope my grades pick up, by some miracle or other.
Literature is beautiful. It opens your mind up to infinite possibilities in a world that isn't bound by the laws of physics. Seeing the beauty in Lit again just makes me want to write even more.
To be able to create beauty like that.