the tale of despereaux was such a good book, my dad got it for me when we were at barnes and noble one day when i was probably nine or ten, and it was hardcover and had the coolest looking edged pages and i remember loving the cover and the book, and i lost it.
all i ever wanted to do when i was young was read. i would always spend my money on books. i remember sitting on the heating vent in our old house the day i got the tale of despereaux and reading the whole thing by five that night.
i hate myself. i hate everythingggggggggggggg.