The way she clutches her hand,. The way her leg keeps making certain movements,. The way she keeps ticking her fingernail on her table,. The way her toe keeps doing that rhythmic motion,. The way her mind keeps working,. The way sweat tickles her spine,. The way her heartbeats makes deafening noise,. The way a thousand pins prickled her head,. The way she breathes profoundly,. The way her teeth clenches to the extent it starts screeching,. The way she feel shapes forming up in darkness,.

Paper towns and paper people.

Detrás de cada portada hay una nueva aventura. El fin con el que escribo este blog, es por que necesito encontrar más amantes de la lectura, discutir sobre las polémicas que se encuentran en los los mismos. Los libros son mi vida. Y como a cualquier lector comentarlo es hermoso.

Even the darkest night will end and the sun will RISE again. 2 weeks before I leave.