"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 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 a hurricane."
- En søt tekst jeg fant på et bilde av en bok, altså hentet fra en bok, som jeg så på en annen blogg. Trykk her for å komme til bloggen :)
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