miracles aren't real (right?)
- LECTURES 26
- Votes 1
- Chapitres 1
Terminé jeu., oct. 1, 202012m
Trying to work on describing "heartbreak" properly for her final year project, having never experienced it first hand, when Carla has a chance encounter with Jeremy and his plethora of advices in a coffee shop, it feels like a godsend. Literally. A bit too literally.
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"What would make you happy?"
I thought about it. "Maybe travelling?" I was hesitant, but his encouraging nod made me ease up. "I just wish to see the world before I die. So if I could do that in life, sometime, it'd be really cool."
"That's pretty amazing. I myself wish to fall in love."
I blinked. For some reason, it was difficult holding eye contact with him when he smiled so knowingly. "That sounds...painful?"
His laugh was boisterous. "Love never causes pain. People that don't know how to love cause pain."
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