Awkwardly Introverted

There’s a whole world out there—full of noise, small talk, and social interactions I did not sign up for. Meanwhile, there’s my bed—soft, warm, and conveniently located far away from all that. Guess which one I’m choosing? If you said  "bed"  🛏️, congratulations, you get me. If you said  "outside" … I’m concerned for you, but I respect your choices. 😶💭 See, I like my adventures  fictional.  I’d rather spend my time curled up with a good book 📖, living vicariously through characters who go out and do exciting things—fall in love 💕, solve mysteries 🕵🏽‍♀️, slay dragons 🐉—while I stay cozy under a blanket, avoiding eye contact with the real world. My TBR pile is the only overwhelming social obligation I’m willing to face. 📚📚📚 And let’s talk about how exhausting  people  can be. Strangers expect pleasantries. Acquaintances expect small talk. Friends expect…  effort.  😩 Meanwhile, my books expect  nothing  from me except to be...

I came across this image recently, and I have to say—it hit home. "I was the kid who stayed up all night reading books," and honestly, I’m still that person. There’s something so magical about staying up way past bedtime, completely immersed in a story. The quiet of the night makes the words on the page even more vivid, like the world around you disappears, and it’s just you and the book. 🌙📖 Books have always been an escape for me. Whether it’s exploring a fantasy land 🏰, diving into a mystery 🕵🏽‍♀️, or unraveling a complex character’s journey, I’ve always found a sense of comfort and adventure within those pages. It doesn’t matter how old I get or how busy life becomes, I can still find myself staying up way too late, devouring chapter after chapter. 📚 And let’s not forget the book boyfriends ! 😍 Ain’t nothing like falling in love with characters who capture your heart and make you wish they were real. You know the ones I’m talking about—the heroes with flaws, charm...