quinta-feira, abril 28, 2011

Um amor maluco...

“What did it feel like, I wondered, to love someone that much? So much that you couldn’t even control yourself when they came close, as if you might just break free of whatever was holding you and throw yourself at them with enough force to easily overwhelm you both.”
— Sarah Dessen (This Lullaby)

Amo a Giraflô...

Um comentário:

Clarisse Bronté disse...

Todo Amor (com A maiúsculo) é maluco, assim como todas as cartas de Amor são ridículas como disse o poeta...

Só nos resta viver loucamente...