“... I somehow convinced myself that she knew how I felt, and that she probably felt the same way.” Infatuation Book:Nineteen Seventy Nine: A Big Year in a Small Town Source: Nineteen Seventy Nine: A Big Year in a Small Town
“Was that pity? I think it was. No wonder, I even pity myself. Will the pity make her love me? Make her take me home with her and look after me like the plant? Fucking bastard smug plant.” LoveInfatuation Book:Nineteen Seventy Nine: A Big Year in a Small Town Source: Nineteen Seventy Nine: A Big Year in a Small Town