varför lät jag det bara vara. har inte tänkt så tidigare. men nu. som en blixt från klar himmel.
mycket tankar. många känslor. kan inte min insomningstablett verka snart, så jag slipper det här jag nyss kommit på....
jag visste att jag inte skulle se programmet. men var ju tvungen att se fortsättningen. eftersom det sluta så kaotiskt...
men undrets tid är inte förbi.
You know those made for TV movies where some woman's crouched down naked in a shower holding her knees and sobbing because when she closes her eyes she can still feel the guys hands on her? How when they show the attack the woman's eyes go all blank and still and she goes to some other place in her mind just to deal with the horror of what's happening to her while some Lillith Fair song plays. It is nothing like that. He's sturdy and sweaty and he licks your face and wipes himself off in your hair and when you try to scream he punches you so hard you see God. And then he goes at you again reaping stuff you didn't even know you had because he enjoyed it so much the first time
-Charlotte King, Private Practice
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