So I made the mistake of picking up these books again this weekend while in Kansas City. I finished the first two by the time we landed back in Nashville, and the obsession is back. In a major way.
yep - obsessed.
I can’t stop thinking about it. I believe in vampires when I read the books (kind of like how I believe Quidditch is really possible while reading any and all the Harry Potter books). Its a sickness that I cannot (nor do I really want to) get over. And now I am scouring the internets for anything I can find that I haven’t read, watched or obsessed over.
So there you go internet.
My life is consumed with a beautiful sparkly dazzling vampire.
And I am not ashamed.
thoughts meandering 