Proof that 10% of my brain is working. Shyness is nice, and shyness can stop you from doing all the things in life you'd like to
The Great Gatsby has its moments.
She wanted the strength of his arms around her, the steady beat of his heart under her hand as she turned into his arms. There was a precipice and she was falling head over heels. Falling in love with him.
This passage was read from a book in the movie Blue Valentine. Can anyone tell me what book this is?