It seems like I, a bitch, will never learn, seriously. But to be fair, a truly good book is just that - a good book.
Even if it manages to completely fuck my mind up and cause me to question the shadows that lurk in the corners and what might potentially be living inside them.
The allure of these horror books is both captivating and terrifying. I can't seem to resist adding them to my TBR, despite knowing the potential consequences.
Each time I pick up one of these books, I'm drawn into a world of darkness and mystery, where every shadow holds a possible threat.
It's a strange and twisted addiction, but one that I can't seem to break. And yet, I continue to add more horror books to my TBR, eager to explore the depths of my own fears.
Maybe one day, I'll finally learn my lesson and stop subjecting myself to these nightmares. But for now, I'll just have to keep reading and see where it takes me.