"Exactly." Jace scoots closer to her and looks down at her from behind. "Two people that I love very much. Two people that I can't bear seeing hurt anymore. Two people who I need to be around."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Sighing, Jace stands and chases after her, playfully tackling her into the soft sand and chuckling. He sets his face in her neck and gently presses his lips against the skin, eyes closing.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I don't care what the miserable excuse is
for showing the death of books, live, on screen.
Men, I could understand; but books! - — Edwin Morgan, From the Video Box 2