Trust, de Hal Hartley

You know, I˙m looking at this guy, right? And I looked at him a lot before. So now I know that I˙ve got this little piece of him actually in me. Physically in me. And it makes me feel completely different. I don˙t know, special or something. And so I˙m talking to him. I˙m talking to him and I realize… I˙m talking to him and I realize that he doesn˙t even see me. And I wonder what it was he was seeing when he did this. I go over it in my head and I know now what he˙s seeing. It˙s really simple. He˙s seeing my legs. He˙s seeing my breasts. My mounth. My ass. He˙s seeing my cunt. How could I have been so stupid? That˙s really all there is to see, isn˙t it?

Personagem: Maria


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