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Bookishleigh
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I am not particularly fond of romance. Let me know when they finally make Bridget Jones's Funeral or Kate Hudson stars in something that doesn't make me roll my eyes (aside from Almost Famous). The idea of reading anything by Nora Roberts, Nicholas Sparks, or Danielle Steele is only a mild step above spending time with my Sarah Palin-loving ex in-laws. Harlequin romance novels rank below that. Grand romantic gestures make me feel awkward and uncomfortable.
I do, however, like bad romance. The idea that Gatsby created this entire world for Daisy just to be killed, Anna Karenina throwing herself on the train tracks to die after her affair, Jake's line of "isn't it lovely to think so" to Brett in The Sun Also Rises, Rhett Butler walking out on Scarlett O'Hara, the video Days Go By.
So to break the alt-hunting monotony and to feed my Miss Havisham soul, tell me the most romantic thing you have ever done. Bonus points for a macabre ending.
I do, however, like bad romance. The idea that Gatsby created this entire world for Daisy just to be killed, Anna Karenina throwing herself on the train tracks to die after her affair, Jake's line of "isn't it lovely to think so" to Brett in The Sun Also Rises, Rhett Butler walking out on Scarlett O'Hara, the video Days Go By.
So to break the alt-hunting monotony and to feed my Miss Havisham soul, tell me the most romantic thing you have ever done. Bonus points for a macabre ending.