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Anonyme 13-09-11
à 11:01 |
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Anonyme 13-09-11
à 11:42 |
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maw 19-09-11
à 02:59 |
They didn’t have sex. They never got naked. Her hands never got lower than his hips. It didn’t matter though. As she was sleeping beside him, he whispered, “I love you, Alaska Young.” |
AlaskaYoung 20-09-11
à 02:17 |
Re:“Her underwear, her jeans, the comforter, my corduroys and my boxers
between us, I thought. Five layers, and yet I felt it, the nervous
warmth of touching – a pale reflection of the fireworks of one mouth on
another, but a reflection nonetheless. And in the almostness of the
moment, I cared at least enough. I wasn’t sure whether I liked her, and
doubted whether I could trust her, but I cared at least enough to try to
find out. Her on my bed, wide green eyes staring down at me. The
enduring mystery of her sly, almost smirking, smile. Five layers between
us.”
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AlaskaYoung 20-09-11
à 02:27 |
Re:"I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane." En fait je pourrais recopier l'intégralité du livre. Même en anglais. Mais il est tard. |
à 10:26