Belki de sınırlayıcı faktörünüz, çok destekli ve rahat büyümeniz, kendinizi hiç zorlamamanızdır?
Maybe your limiting factor is that you grow very supported and relaxed, that you do not strain yourself at all?
i could never be somebody's crush. i could never be the romantic interest in some other boy's story. i'm not pretty enough to have that kind of love. that kind of love where he stares at you and says that "you are so beautiful". i'm not that pretty enough to be loved from afar. pined after. persued. sure, someone will love me eventually, but they'll have to know me. and maybe that's not so bad. but is it too much to want to be wanted like the boys want pretty girls? to be wanted like i see on tv? i just want someone to have a crush on me. a silly little crush, for a silly little girl.
‘If I tell her, she will not believe me,' replied Holmes. 'Maybe you remember this Persian saying, "It is dangerous to take a tiger cub from its mother, and it is dangerous to take a delusion from a woman."
Sayfa 40 - Black CatKitabı okudu
288 syf.
5/10 puan verdi
This time, I'm here to analyze 
Happy Hour by 
Marlowe Granados . Well, maybe I should not put it like that, using the word ''analyze'', because that is not exactly what I mean to do; but you should know that I am going to tell what I think about this book. You may have noticed that I am writing in English. I have two reasons for
Maybe this will teach me not to think about being beautiful.
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Belki bu bana güzel olmayı düşünmemeyi öğretir.
chrisler ağlıyor
Now that I know he’s Ezra’s new maybe-special friend, I pay a little more attention to him than I would have before. He kind of reminds me of a golden retriever, with his floppy blond hair and blue eyes. The first time I saw him in acrylics class, I kind of immediately hated the guy. He’s the sort of person the world adores, just based on the way he looks, a little like the way people obsess over men like Chris Hemsworth and Chris Evans and Chris Pine and all the other famous Chrises, plus Ryan Gosling, claiming that they’re liberal and that they aren’t racist and that they’re feminists, but not really thinking about why they’re so obsessed with white men, and why they don’t love any people of color the same way.
"autumn and the falling of the leaf is the season of the year when maybe here or there a heart among Men may be open, and an eye perceive how is the world's estate fallen from the laughter and the loveliness of old. Think on Kortirion and be sad - yet is there not hope?"
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My heart wrenched, but I shook my head. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
Frustration and a splash of panic tightened his features. “Why not?”
“There’re a thousand different reasons. You hate my family. You never wanted to get married, and you never wanted me. You were forced into it, and if we get together again, my father still wins. And…” Dryness coated my throat. “We’re not good together, Dante. Our relationship was so hot and cold, but we made it work because we had to make it work. Now that we don’t…” I searched for the right way to phrase my thoughts. “Things have been difficult since day one. Maybe it’s a sign.”
“That’s six reasons,” Dante said. “I can work with six. I can even work with a thousand.”
My chest ached. “Dante…”
“You don’t think we’re a good idea, but I’ll prove we are.” Determination lined his jaw, but his voice and lips were soft as they brushed my forehead. “Give me time, mia cara. That’s all I need, besides you.”
