The forests are alive, boy. They live and love and hate, just the same as you and me
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Why would his papa refuse to come to the forests, when the forests make him so happy?
MMje citiralaпре 5 година
Sometimes, memories are like dreams
MMje citiralaпре 5 година
When somebody says I need, it means that the thing they will tell you is a terror, and must not really be heard at all
MMje citiralaпре 5 година
you know what it is to let a wicked thought enter that heart? he says, with sing-song voice and a single finger pointing to the boy’s breast. That thought can take hold and poison even the very good things in you.
MMje citiralaпре 5 година
because even pretending and knowing you’re pretending is better than not pretending at all.