I like books. I REALLY like books.
I love reading. People around me think that it's disgusting, horrible, boring, geek...anything else, except, fantastic. But I don't care. They don't know what are they losing; a new world, a extraordinary life, a lot of emotions, a free imagination. They reject books. It's their decision (a really bad one, of course), but I can't understand. And obviously, they can't understand me too.