Ett eko av mina egna tankar
Time passes. Even when it seems impossible.
Even when each tick of time of the second aches like the pulse behind a bruise.
It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
Stephanie Meyer, New Moon
Jag har nu varit sjuk i mer än två år........
Even when each tick of time of the second aches like the pulse behind a bruise.
It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
Stephanie Meyer, New Moon
Jag har nu varit sjuk i mer än två år........
