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Fifty Shades

You don't need years to know one well. When he's the right one, you'll know it. And the time you both get along doesn't matter. Anastasia and Christian got married after 3 months they know each other. They lived happily ever after.

I really love the trilogy. The story line is simply exciting and thrilling. Yeah yeah yeah, I know everything in it is unreal, but that's what you called fiction. EL James is really good at describing Anastasia's feeling. My mood goes up and down along with Anastasia. I really wish to meet her in person. She's awesome, brave, strong... and amusing.

“I love philanthropic Christian” I murmur. 
“Just him?” 
“Oh, I love megalomaniac Christian, too, and control-freak Christian, sexpertise Christian, kinky Christian, romantic Christian, shy Christian … the list is endless.”
“That’s a whole lot of Christians.”
“I’d say at least fifty.”
He laughs. “Fifty Shades” he murmurs into my hair.
“My Fifty Shades.”

Christian never realize how lovable he is. He can be pretty carefree and boyish. He can be very manipulative and overprotective. He can be strong. He can be vulnerable. He can be kinky. He can be romantic. He is breathtakingly beautiful in every way.

The only thing I hated about him is that he always overreacts. (Well, even when he's overreacting, he's still lovable. I guess he has this effect on every woman.)

*SPOILER ALERT*
I really want to cry along with Anastasia when Christian walked out on her. Christian was so mad at her for being pregnant. I really wanna slap Christian in the face. What the hell. It hurts Ana so much. It hurts me so much. *sending hug to Ana*

Anyway, he is still a very romantic and thoughtful man. What he prepared for Ana made me feel so envious. I'll let you find these out yourself.

Fifty Shades really makes me wanna fall in love again. I had hard time coping with reality after reading the books. Reality is very disappointing.

*SPOILER ALERT*
“Don’t leave me,” he whispers.
“Oh, for crying out loud—no! I am not going to go!” I shout and it’s cathartic. There, I’ve said it. I am not leaving. 
“Really?” His eyes widen. 
“What can I do to make you understand I will not run? What can I say?” 
He gazes at me, revealing his fear and anguish again. He swallows. “There is one thing you can do.”
“What?” I snap. 
“Marry me,” he whispers.

*I'm overwhelmed.*
You have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince.
― EL James, Fifty Shades Of Grey
Thanks, EL James, for writing such a great trilogy.

Waiting for my Christian Grey.

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