AmandaEvertLovers

1. I remember the pain. Only the pain, nothing more but the pain. And it's enough – enough for me at least - to realize, how monstrous that accident in Peru was. Slowly, I crossed the street, waiting, probably, for wonder to happen. For about an hour and a half I was desperately searching for the bookstore, which was recommended as 'a-so-good-one-where-you-will-certainly-find-everything-you-need'. If you find the shop itself, I thought grimly. Actually, there was no necessity in any books at all, as I had been disappointed in all the metaphysics directories far before that moment, but it was better then just hanging out somewhere, wait