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Don’t blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there’s this new club called civilization and you guys should join.

Becca Fitzpatrick

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If i need romance, that’s what netflix is for.
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Need Netflix Romance
Because i thought i was in love. And when you think you’re in love, you are willing to stick it out and make it work until it is love.
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Love Make Out Stick Think Until Willing Work
Im not going to kill you, nora. I dont kill people who are important to me. And you top the list.
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Patch was in my life for a reason. I needed him. We were two halves of the same whole.
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Halve Life Needed Patch Reason Same Whole
He grinned. Busted. Im a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless and shockingly handsome alter ego. And im on top of it, she announced with witty triumph. Is that a freudian slip? His bluntness caught her off guard. A self-conscious blush rose in her face.
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I need to get back to work, patch said. He gave me a once-over that lingered a bit below the hips. Killer skirt. Deadly legs.
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Bak Below Bit Deadly Hip Killer Legs Linger Need Once Over Patch Skirt Work
You think the two of us and a slummy motel make for a dangerous combination?
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Combination Dangerous Slummy Think
We touched base at several strategic locations down our bodies, and it took all my willpower to break away.
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What i really wanted was the impossible.
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Doubt Impossible Really Want
You’re mine, angel, and don’t you forget it. Your fights are my fights. What if something bad had happened today? It was bad enough when i thought your ghost was haunting me; i don’t think i can handle the real thing.
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Angel Enough Fight Forget Ghost Happen Mine Something Totally
Are you gloating inside? That’s what this is about, isn’t it? Getting me to trust you so you could blow it up in my face!” […] “i get that you’re angry,” said patch. “i am ripped apart!” i shouted.
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She already has a car. A ford. Thats like toyotas worst enemy.
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Already Car Enemy Ford Toyota Worst
And anyway, the first three letters in the word diet should tell you what i want it to do.
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When i’m wasted, i can almost forget who i am,” he said, his smile fading slightly. “i know i’m still there, but only barely. It’s a good place to be.” he tipped back the thermos, eyes on the dark sea straight ahead
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I looked to the window. Patch was gone, but a single black feather was pressed to the outer pane, held in place by last night’s rain. Or angel magic
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Black Feather Held Look Magic Patch Press Single Window
Whoa, who peed in your cheerios?
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Cheerios Peed Whoa

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