Comentários em “Cartas para Bella”: “Com todas as falhas”

apenas impacta e sem palavras por esse capítulo! (E no auge dos meus 26 anos desiludida pq queria um amorzinho adolescente assim)

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LU VOCÊ QUER ME MATAR

COMO É QUE EU VOU CONSEGUIR SOBREVIVER

DEPOIS DE UM CAP

TÃO PERFEITO

COMO ESSE

HEIN

ME DIZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

ESTOU SEM PALAVRAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok, deixa eu começar:

Lá no começo, quando ela tá falando com a Sue sobre o que ela ama no Edward... Lembrei do filme "As 10 coisas que eu odeio em você." AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA EU JÁ COMECEI A SURTAR ALI.

E MINHA NOSSA QUE DESCRIÇÃO MAIS FOFA DO LOOK DA BELLA, PENA QUE É SÓ NA IMAGINAÇÃO, SNIFFFF

Eu simplesmente aplaudi o Seth, SÉRIO, que menino mais PERFEITO!!!

E O QUE FALAR DA BELLA NÃO CONSEGUINDO FICAR EM PÉ NO SALTO, QUASE MORRI ME VENDO NA MESMA SITUATION KKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

Eu pensei que ela iria tipo, sair correndo quando viu o Edward abrir a porta! Hahahahahahah. EU JURO QUE EU PENSEI. Já estava imaginando o Ed sair correndo pra pegar ela pela cintura e falar: dessa vez não! KKKKKK Ó MINHA IMAGINAÇÃO.

AI MENINA CÊ SE SUPEROU DEMAIS NESSE CAP, PUTS.

>>NÓS TÍNHAMOS UM LIMITE - E O LIMITE FOI ULTRAPASSADO<

EU NEM CONSIGO MAIS DIGITAR NORMAL, TEM QUE SER GRITANDO EM CAPS LOCK MESMO. SURTO DEMAIS, SE ACOSTUME.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ESSA CENA MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARAVILHOSA HOT??????????????????????????????????????????? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA GURIA

TIVE QUE ME ABANAR AQUI

SEM CONDIÇÕES

PUTS GRILA

ENFIM

DEIXA QUIETO

MAS EU FIQUEI TÃO "AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWN" QUANDO ELE PAROU NA PORTA DO QUARTO E PERGUNTOU SE ELA ESTAVA FUGINDO KKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK AFS, AFS, AFSSSSSSSS

E A CENA DO AMANHECER DO SOL???????????????

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EU TO PARECENDO UMA LOUCA AQUI, MAS TUDO BEM, EU NÃO CONSIGO INTERIORIZAR O QUE EU SINTO

LU, ARRASOU

BEIJOS DA SUA LEITORA QUE SÓ SURTA

Eu nem consegui organizar os meus comentários dessa vez.

Só a sue é o seth dá um chocalhão para bella acordar é ir atrás do edward,estou feliz pelo dois finalmente juntos *--*

Gostei.

FINALMENTEEEEE FINALMENTEEEEEEEEEEE

TO MORRENDO COM ESSE CAPITULO!

Era tudo o que eu queria!!!!

Que hot maravilhoso kkkkk que declaração!!!!!!

Já tô sentindo que no próximo vem os pais da Bella, mas agora que ela sabe o que quer e venceu seus medos com certeza vai ter firmeza pra encarar tudo :3

Amo muito essa fic uma pena que já está acabando :(

Menina do céu, quando li esse capítulo, tipo fiquei pensando em como eu escreveria o comentário, tipo o que eu colocaria no comentário, pq eu nem sabia por onde começar. Mas dps, eu fiquei pensando, e resolvi começar dizendo que a Bella até certo ponto do capítulo, ela continuou me irritando, na primeira parte sabe, quando ela estava em casa com a Sue e o Seth. Fiquei, pensando que eu não estava crendo, que ela realmente não foi procurar o Edward pra conversar, deixou o cara esperando por dias, sem dar nenhum sinal de vida. Me deu uma vontade de dar uma sacudida nela, pra ver se ela acordava pra vida. Pq ela realmente não iria procurar por ele, senão fosse a Sue e o Seth, falarem tudo o que falaram pra ela. Amei tudo que o Seth falou pra Bella, disse que ela estava sendo a maior estúpida por achar que o Edward desistiria dela assim, ainda mas dps de fazer tudo que ele fez por ela, e de ficar mandando cartas, mensagens, e fazer ligações por dois meses. E que o Edward a ama e que um sentimento assim não vai embora de um dia pro outro. E o que eu acho mas incrível é que a Bella não consegue tomar uma decisão sozinha, senão fosse pelo Seth e a Sue, ela ia ficar ali se lamentando, e dizendo que ela e o Edward não podem ficar juntos, que já é tarde demais e blá blá blá, ao invés de enfrentar as coisas de frente. Isso é uma das coisas que me irrita na Bella, ela sempre fica querendo uma desculpa pra ficar fugindo, não só da vida, mas dos problemas. Eu sei que o que aconteceu com ela foi horrível, mas ela não pode ficar usando isso como escudo pro resto da vida. Ela devia usar isso, pra tornar ela uma pessoa mas forte, não que quem passe por isso seja fraca, não é isso que quero dizer, mas a Bella fica usando isso como muleta pra fugir das coisas que acontecem na vida dela. Ela tem um cara incrível que disse que a ama, mas ela prefere ficar fugindo, do que ser feliz, é como a Sue disse, é muito melhor é ela fazer algo que ela quer, mesmo que se arrependa, do que ficar se perguntando como teria sido. E mesmo dps de ter se arrumado toda e ter entrado na picape, ela ainda estava hesitante, e cheia de inseguranças, sério por um momento fiquei com medo dela desistir, e fugir, ser covarde mas uma vez, pq fala sério, a Bella passou a história inteira se diminuindo, colocando sempre a vontade dos pais em primeiro lugar, nunca em nenhum momento ela fez isso por ela, e isso é muito errado, não podemos abrir mão do nosso bem estar e felicidade, em prol de outra pessoa, é muito errado isso que a Bella estava fazendo com ela mesma. Pelo menos no caso da Bella né. Mas dps veio minha parte preferida. Ela FINALMENTE percebeu que ela tem direito de ser feliz SIM. E resolveu jogar tudo pro alto. Mandou o avô, o pai dela, a Yale, disse que tudo podia explodir, que ela estava cansada de fugir. Nossa, quando isso aconteceu, eu quase falei amém. Pq demorou né. Mas ela bem que mereceu como o Edward tratou ela, isso foi pra ela aprender que ela não pode ficar pisando nós sentimentos dele, sim pq ela fez isso em mais de uma vez. Mas fiquei feliz que a Bella finalmente colocou tudo que ela sentia pra fora, explicou tudo pro Edward, e só assim ele conseguiu entender os medos dela. Tanto que o Edward até chorou, pq ele se emocionou, as coisas que a Bella disse mexeram com ele, aliás mexeu com os dois, e a Bella finalmente disse eu te amo pro Edward, ela deve ter se sentido tão aliviada por finalmente poder dizer isso, que disse várias vezes kkkkkk. E dps de terem feito amor pela primeira vez, com o Edward um pouco bêbado kkkk, eles foram ficar com os outros kkkkkk, e todo mundo já está bêbado kkkk. E nossa a Sue tbm foi vítima daquele velho nojento? Mas ela conseguiu escapar como a Bella ou não? Ele realmente abusou da própria filha? E pq será que a Renée mudou de opinião? O que será que aconteceu pra ela apoiar a Bella assim do nada? Será que a Sue contou o que aquele velho nojento dela fez pra Bella? Pq essa mudança dela foi um pouco repentina não? E eu acho que ela tem mesmo que se separar e arrumar um marido melhor mesmo. Fala sério, esse Charlie é tão escroto como o pai dele. E é autoritário tbm. E eu acho que a Bella tem que contar pra mãe dela o que ela passou? Se a Renée mudou mesmo, ela vai ficar do lado da Bella, e isso vai ajudar a Bella a seguir em frente, quer dizer ela já está, mas vai ser um passo a mais entendeu. E que bom que vc não vai colocar distância entre a Bella e o Edward, sabe fazer eles se separarem, e se reencontrar dps de alguns anos, isso não seria legal, e na minha opinião, não ajudaria em nada, na evolução que eles tiveram, isso só prejudicaria eles, tanto no relacionamento, como nos traumas deles. E Obrigada por colocar meu nome nas notas inicias, na vdd, eu comentei em todos os capítulos menos no prólogo. E eu espero que vc tenha gostado do que eu comentei, e sobre as coisas que coloquei nos comentários. Tipo das minhas teorias e minhas opiniões sobre os personagens e sobre a essência da Bella e tudo mais. Mas acho que eu acertei em alguns pontos. E queria saber se vc vai fazer uma segunda temporada dessa história? E se não. Vc já tem alguma ideia de qual vai ser sua próxima história? Ou sei lá que tema vai ser abordado? Espero que sim, vc escreve muito bem, já estou ansiosa pra ver como vai ser.