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My first language, the true language of the soul spoken only on our planet of origin, had no word for betrayal or traitor. Or even loyalty- because without the opposite, the concept had no meaning.

Stephenie Meyer

It’s healthy to ditch class now and then. To be precise, it was healthier for humans if vampires ditched on days when human blood would be spilt.
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Class Health Human Leaving Split Vampire
I was in disbelief that I’d just explained my dreary life to this bizarre, beautiful boy who may or may not despise me.
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Beautiful Belief Explanation Myself
I can do this, I lied to myself feebly. No one was going to bite me.
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Bite Freedom Lying Myself
I wondered how long it could last. Maybe someday, years from now.If the pain would decrease to the point where I could bear it. I would be able to look back on those few short months that would always be the best of my life.
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Best Day Life Myself Pain Point Wonder
So what you’re saying is, I’m your brand of heroin? I teased, trying to lighten the mood. He smiled swiftly, seeming to appreciate my effort. Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin.
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Appreciate Brand Drugs Light Mood Teasing Yourself
I feel like humor is a part of life. I don’t think it comes through as much in the novels as it does in my head.
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Feeling Head Humor Life Myself Novel
Forever, he vowed, still a little staggered.That’s all I’m asking for, I said.
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Forever Myself Vow
Hate is a passionate emotion.
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Emotion Hate One Liner Passionate
Sometimes, fact mixed with fiction so thoroughly that, though no lies were told, it was hard to remember what was strictly true.
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Fact Hard Lying Remember True Yourself
Why didn’t I just walk away? Oh right, because I’m a idiot.
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Idiot Let Go Myself Right Walk
They call her my singer – because her blood sings for me.
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Blood Call Herself Identity Myself Name Singer
He was right – she was beating herself up about hurting his feelings. The girl was a classic martyr. She’d totally been born in the wrong century. She should have lived back when she could have gotten herself fed to some lions for a good cause.
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Beat Born Classic Goodness Herself Reason Right Wrong
Perhaps there could be no joy on this planet without an equal weight of pain to balance it out on some unknown scale.
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Equality Joy Planet Scale Weight
I didn’t realize I was crying until it was time to say the blinding words. ‘I do,’ I managed to choke out in a nearly unintelligible whisper… When it was his turn to speak, the words rang clear and victorious. ‘I do,’ he vowed.
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Cry Myself Realization Talk Victory Whisper Word
You are safe inside your mind. No one can reach you there.
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Mindset Reach Safety World Yourself
I like the night. Without the dark, we’d never see the stars.
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Darkness Night Stardom

My first language, the true language of the soul spoken only on our planet of origin, had no word for betrayal or traitor. Or even loyalty- because without the opposite, the concept had no meaning.

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My first language, the true language of the soul spoken only on our planet of origin, had no word for betrayal or traitor. Or even loyalty- because without the opposite, the concept had no meaning.

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