20 HOURS
ASK
Jan 23, 2012
3:59pm
When I am lonely for boys it’s their bodies I miss. I study their hands lifting the cigarettes … the slope of a shoulder, the angle of a hip. Looking at them sideways, I examine them in different lights. My love for them is visual; that is the part of them I would like to possess. Don’t move, I think. Stay like that. Let me have that.
- Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye
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