See, forgiveness doesn’t happen all at once. It’s not an event – it’s a process.
BARRY LYGAUnreal. I’m feeling nostalgic for something that happened less than twenty-four hours ago. This has got to be a record.
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A river of images and thoughts and feelings, dirtied and polluted so that no one could drink from it without gagging.
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. . . but there’s a restraining order in place.’ She speaks slowly, choosing her words carefully. ‘I’m not supposed to be this close to you.’ You were never supposed to be this close to me,’ I say, and I have no idea why.
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If I think she’ hot and it turns out she’s a psychopath, then what does that say about me? I’m totally not ready for that kind of therapy.
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Anger was a waste of time and energy. Anger was useless.”Anger” was the label given to the emotion that accomplished nothing.
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You can’t rely on love. Love will let you down every time. Every. Single. Time. I don’t love Jecca. I don’t love Fanboy. But… God, the buts in life will kill you absolutely every time, won’t they. I don’t love. But I need. I can admit that to myself.
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I’m a complicated man, with complicated taste buds.
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Medicine cabinets are dangerous. Those doors, man. They’ll just spring on you like a ninja.
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Unreal. I’m feeling nostalgic for something that happened less than twenty-four hours ago. This has got to be a record.
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And what? Accidentally cuts off three fingers postmortem? ‘Oops, oh, no, my girlfriend just died! Clumsy me, in trying to perform CPR, I chopped off some fingers! Guess I’ll just take them with me…. Oh, darn, where did that middle finger go?
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You don’t swing at any pitch. You swing at the ones you can hit.
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And I think of nothing. I think of nothing but Rachel. What happens next is pure magic, and is for us and us alone.
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He moved to run a hand through her cornrows, then pulled back remembering the one time he’s tried that-Connie had lectured him on the Eleventh Commandment: Thou shalt not touch thy black girlfriend’s hair. Ever.
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[She] was made up of skin and bones and hate and crazy, and hate and crazy don’t weigh anything.
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I don’t know and I don’t care anymore. I was supposed to have my way for once, just once in my life. I did everything right and I got nothing for it. I want to kill them all. no, better yet, I want to die. No, even bettter than that: I want to kill them all then die.
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Are you stalking me, Mr. Fulton?” The idea both amused and horrified Jazz.
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