I'm just gay, like I have brown hair.
At the end of March in the south of the Yangtze River, spring is already strong. It's time to wear T-shirts on the playground. However, it rains suddenly and it is inevitable to cover the cotton jacket. This season is like love.
Recently, I really like the sweet ending. The taste of spring is always yearning and beautiful. I once wrote in a March, "I used to think it was the taste of spring, and now I realize that it is your taste." After reading Alice WU's " "The half of it" and "Saving face" continue with this "I can't think straight" even if the two of them are the aftermath of a one-night stand Even if you know it's just a fairytale, so what? I like fairytales in stories like this end
"I want to be with someone that ten years from now, makes my heart jump when I hear her key in the door."
"There are things I love about him."
"What kind of a person allows you to get emotionally entangled when they know there's no way forward?"
Sometimes you can't stop and rationalize everything so perfectly. Don't you ever do something, even when you know deep down it's gong to be a disaster.
Every night I empty my heart, but by morning it's full again Slow droplets of you sleep in through the night's soft caress At dawn I overflow with thoughts of us, an aching pleasure that gives me no respite Love cannot be contained The neat packaging of desire splits asunder, spilling crimson through my days Long languishing days, that are now bruised tender with yearning spent searching for a fingerprint, a scent, a breath you left behind
When I typed this love letter, it started to rain outside the window. It started to rain all day, the sun was shining at night, and the mood was ups and downs with the two of them. I read it too many times and I became familiar with every look and detail leading to Happing Ending. When we parted, there was no nerve-wracking pain like the first time I saw it, but my heart was still sour. Maybe it was because of the encounter between fairy tales and reality. In fact, the story is very similar to Saving Face. The eyes of foreign cultural families are understanding and cute when they watch jokes. The boys of "Saving Face" are more oriental to me.
Although my sister Zina doesn't play much, she is also very eye-catching. I like her accent and the way she speaks. The Tala family is Palestinian. From the family's conversations, you can clearly feel the Palestinian-Israeli conflict. The discord in political concepts also reflects the inner family. conflict. Obviously, the sisters Tala and Zina understand each other better than the rest of the family (including political ideas, both of them tend to live in peace with Palestine and Israel) Zina's ex-boyfrind is Jewish (Israel is a Jewish state), and Tala's fiancé Hani is committed to improving Palestinian-Israeli relations, which is one of the things that Tala appreciates about him, (yysy, Hani is really the kind of man who can't be faulted), "There are things I love about him.", let Tala not willing to hurt him. Tala has a very sassy side (playing polo, come out with parents, the small suit is really super handsome), but she is very soft at heart, kind and indecisive. Leyla looks weak and shy, but her character and actions are decisive. Just like when Tala proposed to read Leyla's novel, "How else am I going to find out what's going on beneath that quiet exterior?" It's more than an hour of film, maybe the story line is not so perfect, but there are still plenty of details and performance. At the same time, it also expresses a lot of things other than love through the lens. The camera is silent, waiting for us to discover and experience it ourselves.
And the last Lesbian and Lebanese are really laughed at hhhhhhh
Add a little detail. The first time Leyla read Tala's novel titled "Before Snow Falls", and finally Leyla's book title "Ice Falling", the director made a movie in 2016 called "Despite the Falling Snow". emmmmmm
In addition, these two photos are really similar...the color of the clothes is the same too i
In the end, let's end it with two people. The night has been deeply wished that a lover would fall asleep hugging each other. I love you. I love the fairytale.
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