“I've grown accustomed to being only half a man, but that night I really hit rock bottom. It was a kind of catharsis, I guess. We both knew we'd never rediscover the same extremes of passion and cruelty with another living soul.” 能将爱情中的炎夏和寒冬兼容进一个跌宕、悬疑、让人欲罢不能的旅程里故事的力量真的太大了2010-01-02
The weary depression burns throughout, whether due to impatience or the loss of sexual companion. "Sensitivity was in my heart, not my hands" without the physical attachment I'd rather leave you with a stain, a burden knowing it would cause you to never let go of me.