aylin
@aliceburukheart
10 okur puanı
Ekim 2020 tarihinde katıldı
Her çiçeğin bir mevsimi, her kitabın bir zamanı vardır. Haziranın tadını yeni hikâyelerle çıkarın.
“My tongue ran away from me, giddy with freedom. This and this and this, I said to him. I did not have to fear that I spoke too much.”
“And as we swam, or played, or talked, a feeling would come. It was almost like fear, in the way it filled me, rising in my chest. It was almost like tears, in how swiftly it came. But it was neither of those, buoyant where they were heavy, bright where they were dull.”
