Book: Just together. Page 2

Count to three!
White: the skin, teeth, hands.
Black: eyes, eyelashes, eyelids.
Red: lips, cheeks, nails.
Long: body, hair, hands.
Short: teeth, ears, feet.
Narrow: the mouth, waist, ankle.
Lush: shoulders, thighs, hips.
Small: nipples, nose, head.

- It is necessary to protect people who are like you In old age... you'll see that there are very few...

The problem is that no one can live, just not expressing the thoughts, feelings and desires. No... It's impossible...

And then, what it means "to be happy", "was not happy"? Stupid word... Happy! Happy! You are very naive, daughter, if you believe that we come into this world to fool around and collect the flowers...
- Of course, I don't think so. Thanks to you I was a good school and realized that our main purpose is to hurt. You just hit it in the head...

And she starts crying. Not because she was sad, but in order to cope with all this. Tears - it's liquid, they help to digest the stone stuff, and then she could breathe again.

So again, I can scrub the toilets, what a blessing!

Damn you all to hell - I'm alive! Alive and well! I can be funny and sad, brave, vulnerable and strange, like all the other girls in the world. I am not disembodied!

She sat opposite him and smiled.
It was her secret weapon, her signature technique. Smile awkward to the interlocutor, to change the subject of conversation, no one has yet come up with way more effective.

- I died? This finally happened? she whispered.
- Of course not, my dear! Of course not! You are not dead yet then!
"Ah!" whispered Paulette, closing his eyes. - Ah...
This is her "Oh" was just terrible. Short "Ah" and so much frustration, despair and humility.
Ah, I didn't die... Oh, the worse... Oh, forgive me...

In order to be together. Just to be together. And it's hard, very hard, not only schizophrenics and Holy fool. All hard to open up, to trust, to give, to reckon, to tolerate, to understand. So hard that sometimes the term die of loneliness seems not the worst option.

- Take an oil battery, it is in high price and very reliable...
- She on wheels?
- Yes, Mademoiselle!
- Shine. I will be able to drag her to the bed...-Uh.. you know.. there is another option... In bed you can warm the beloved one..
You're right, but he cord will not retract..

The only girl in the universe, able to wear a scarf his grandmother, while remaining beautiful, will never belong to him.
Stupid life...

- Tell me...
- Yes!
- Why are you always alone?
I do not know.
- I don't like men?
- Come... If the girl does not respond to your irresistible charm, she's probably a lesbian, so you talk?

He's Dating her friend, he had money, a roof over my head, a job, he even found friends - and still die from loneliness.