𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘛𝘉𝘙, 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘛𝘉𝘙, 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘛𝘉𝘙, 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘤𝘳𝘺, 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘛𝘉𝘙, 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘛𝘉𝘙, 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘛𝘉𝘙, 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬, 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.............
Also I made my bookstagram account a few days ago, do check it out!!! (@thefaletusiicanqueen)
So I wrote this poem because, well the reason is that my TBR literally controls my life and I still don’t read the books on it *sighs*.
Is it the same with all of you too?
Does your TBR scare you?
Soaring Firebolt 