@rcckstars π πππ‘ : β books mean more to me than people anyway. β βββ οΌ AN ASSORTMENT OF DIALOGUE β ACCEPTING οΌ
ΛγγγγDARK EYES SCAN THE OTHERS FACE FOR A MOMENT γοΉ rafael &. books were fairly simple , they existed &. if life managed to slow down &. offer a rare moment of peace , he picked one up . that's where it started &. finished , there wasn't an ounce of passion within him regarding them , no excitement , no investment - for him , he read because he could - his mother wasn't literate , nor was his father - the only reason rafael had the ability was because his local church offered lessons for kids in the area - learning was hard , it was complicated , frustrating , but he came out the other side with a skill that was a luxury to most , meaning there was a sense of obligation to not become complacent .
β never understood books . β he admitted , though despite his own neutral stance on the topic , he understood where jack was coming from ; books were simple , predictable - there was a beginning , middle &. an end . . . it's a sense of structure while getting away from the life around you ; those points were exactly why rafael couldn't call himself a real fan of the things ; it felt empty , nothing but words prattling on for several pages until it's end , it was a bore . perhaps it was because of the life lived , nothing can compare to experience - that included other people , rafael wasn't fond of them ; couldn't claim to care about thm , however there was still a charm to be had in their existence β you've gotta have met some fucked up people to give more of a shit about books , though . β
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