Title : Optionnel

Text : The feeling when you are so desperate for any sort of human contact. Specifically the warmth of one person, and they deny it and you? You rush to them and fling your arms around them, pressing tightly to them, feeling as if you are trying to breathe your own soul into them. They do not yield. They are as hard as stone. It's like water crashing against a rock. Breaking away, dissipating and falling away into nothingness. Chaque paragraphe sera un test.

Save test : Utilisez cette option si vous souhaitez partager ce test de dactylographie (uniquement pour les utilisateurs authentifiés).