tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133695185204340671.post1955346672506900625..comments2023-10-09T03:22:04.319-07:00Comments on My Bell Jar: “If you cannot love me, I will die. Before you came I wanted to die, I have told you many times. It is cruel to have made me want to live only to make my death more bloody.” Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04156717367536404365noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133695185204340671.post-76643697830037454692012-11-05T00:00:41.259-08:002012-11-05T00:00:41.259-08:00"He grasped me by the collar, wrestling and c..."He grasped me by the collar, wrestling and caressing at once, fluid and iron at once: saliva spraying from his lips and his eyes full of tears, but with the bones of his face showing and the muscles leaping in his arms and neck."<br /><br />Balanced, heavy and direct. I love his style.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13295418710435566531noreply@blogger.com