dorian.

oh dorian. poor poor dorian. don't you hate it when you see someone break right in front of you. and you can't help them. you'd reach out in a second. you'd yell warnings. you'd tell him to stop listening to lord henry. but he can't hear. because he is just words. paper and words making a person. he isn't really real. but you make him real. you give him the breath he needs to live. if you don't read. he doesn't exist. aren't books funny like that?