26 августа 2014 года в26.08.2014 20:39 2 0 10 1

And then we were kissing . My hand let go of the oxygen cart and I reached up for his neck, and he pulled me up by my waist onto my tiptoes. As his parted lips met mine, I started to feel breathless in a new and fascinating way. The space around us evaporated, and for a weird moment I really liked my body ; this cancer-ruined thing I’d spent years dragging around suddenly seemed worth the struggle , worth the chest tubes and the PICC lines and the ceaseless bodily betrayal of the tumors.

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