daddy fucked me: nothing makes my eyes roll harder than seeing teen girls refer to...
nothing makes my eyes roll harder than seeing teen girls refer to Lolita as a love story, did we read and watch the same thing?? Cause I saw a lot of kidnapping, pedophilia and last but not least murder but I didn’t see any love just a lonely old man emotionally stunted from losing his first love…
❝ Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul ❞
My Lolita, who was half in and about to slam the car door, wind down the glass, wave to Louise and the poplars (whom and which she was never to see again), interrupted the motion of fate: she looked up—and dashed back into the house (Haze furiously calling after her). A moment later I heard my sweetheart running up the stairs. My heart expanded with such force that it almost blotted me out. I hitched up the pants of my pajamas, flung the door open: and simultaneously Lolita arrived, in her Sunday frock, stamping, panting, and then she was in my arms, her innocent mouth melting under the ferocious pressure of dark male jaws, my palpitating darling!
Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov
