je serai en veine de toi- j'irai squatter ton corps
j'ai l'impression d'être comme, vraiment en amour, mais je le suis pas du tout! tellement pas, même, que mon cerveau nocturne est sur random- en trois nuits, j'ai rêvé que j'embrassais/avais une quelconque relation amoureuse avec quatre personnes différentes. toujours est-il que j'me sens genre, vraiment de bonne humeur, et que j'ai l'habitude d'associer ça avec être amoureuse, sauf que là, ça fitte vraiment pas. en forçant un peu, j'pourrais être intéressée par quelqu'un, mais pas amoureuse. bref! c'pas comme si c'tait pas intéressant, mais y'a un p'tit peu de c'la!
et genre, pour votre plaisir, je vais écrire ici, sans lj-cut pour vous FORCER à la lire, la raison profonde de mon nick msnien:
(draco est habillé laidement, hermione & harry (qui sont ses amis- don't ask!) lui disent qu'il a l'air gay, il proteste en disant qu'il pourrait l'être. tout le monde est situé!)
"I'm not saying I am," Draco said. "I'm just saying I could be. I am a Malfoy! I can do anything I want! I defy your paltry labels!"
"How much butterbeer did you have at lunch?" Hermione wondered aloud.
"I refuse to be categorized! I am Draco Malfoy! I am a unique and beautiful snowflake!"
"In pink boots," said Harry, without looking up.
"They're FUSCHIA!" Draco yelled. "They complement my waistcoat!"
"But you like girls, Draco," Hermione said, as kindly as she could.
"Maybe I just haven't met the right guy!" Draco said, waving his ruffles petulantly. "My man of destiny could come along any day now. Someone who would appreciate me. Someone who would take care of me. Someone who would follow me to the Gates of Hell --"
"I never thought Hell had gates," Harry mused. "I always thought there was, like, this tunnel thing..."
"THAT IS NOT THE POINT!" Draco yelled. "The point is that I could be gay, if I liked! Nobody could stop me! I would be the gayest gay student Hogwarts has ever seen! I would out-gay Justin Finch-Fletchley!"
"Justin is straight!" Hermione protested.
"Really? But he's always playing 'Moon River' on his harmonica," said Draco, with interest.
- cassandra claire
et genre, pour votre plaisir, je vais écrire ici, sans lj-cut pour vous FORCER à la lire, la raison profonde de mon nick msnien:
(draco est habillé laidement, hermione & harry (qui sont ses amis- don't ask!) lui disent qu'il a l'air gay, il proteste en disant qu'il pourrait l'être. tout le monde est situé!)
"I'm not saying I am," Draco said. "I'm just saying I could be. I am a Malfoy! I can do anything I want! I defy your paltry labels!"
"How much butterbeer did you have at lunch?" Hermione wondered aloud.
"I refuse to be categorized! I am Draco Malfoy! I am a unique and beautiful snowflake!"
"In pink boots," said Harry, without looking up.
"They're FUSCHIA!" Draco yelled. "They complement my waistcoat!"
"But you like girls, Draco," Hermione said, as kindly as she could.
"Maybe I just haven't met the right guy!" Draco said, waving his ruffles petulantly. "My man of destiny could come along any day now. Someone who would appreciate me. Someone who would take care of me. Someone who would follow me to the Gates of Hell --"
"I never thought Hell had gates," Harry mused. "I always thought there was, like, this tunnel thing..."
"THAT IS NOT THE POINT!" Draco yelled. "The point is that I could be gay, if I liked! Nobody could stop me! I would be the gayest gay student Hogwarts has ever seen! I would out-gay Justin Finch-Fletchley!"
"Justin is straight!" Hermione protested.
"Really? But he's always playing 'Moon River' on his harmonica," said Draco, with interest.
- cassandra claire