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As in, i wouldn’t know normal if it marched up and poked me in the eye.

Becca Fitzpatrick

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You smell good, too, said patchit’s called a shower. I was staring straight ahead. When he didn’t answer, i turned sideways. Soap. Shampoo. Hot water.Naked. I know the drill.
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Ahead Answer Call Good Naked Patchit Shampoo Shower Smell Soap Start Straight Tourm Sideway
I’m touched, rixon. A bomb. How elaborate. Why didn’t you keep things simple and just march inside my bedroom one night and put a bullet between my eyes?” nora, crescendo
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Bedroom Bomb Bullet Elaborate Eyes Inside Just March Night One People Person Simple Thing Touch
If i’d wanted you dead five minutes ago, you’d have died five minutes ago.
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Ago Dead Five Minute Want
He tasted deeper, holding himself over me, and suddenly he was everywhere; his knee trapping my leg, his lips grazing warm, rough, sensuous. He splayed his hand at the small of my back, holding me tightly, driving me to sink my fingers deeper into him, clinging to him as if letting go would mean losing part of myself.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Deeper Everywhere Graze Hand Himself Hold Over Rough Sensors Splay Suddenly Taste Trap Warm
The only thing a boyfriend was good for was a shattered heart.
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Boyfriend Good Heart Only Shatter Thing
The trouble was, my feelings for patch weren’t harmless.
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Feeling Harmless Trouble
Strangely enough, it wasnt gabe who was haunting my thoughts, though. That job belonged to a pair of sinfully black eyes that had lost their edge when they studied me, turning as soft and sultry as silk.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Belong Edge Enough Eye Haunt Job Pair Sinfully Strange Studies Thought
Kiss me in a way i’ll never forget. Kiss me in a way that will stay with me until see you again
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Again Away Forget Kiss never See Stay Until
The truth is scary, but knowing nothing is crippling.
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Crippling Know Nothing Scary Truth
…”good, because i need your help.” “help is my middle name.” i was pretty sure she’d already told me bad was her middle name, but i kept my opinion to myself.
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Bad Good Help Middle Myself Name Need Opinion Pretty Sure
..But maybe this was a defense mechanism. Maybe my mind was making me see things i refused to accept were gone forever. It was filling the void, because that was easier than letting go.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Defense Forever Gone Maybe Mechanism Mind Refuse See Thing Void
I already know my size. I don’t need reminding.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Already Know Need Remind Size
You should shower,” i said. “right now.” “i smell that bad?” (patch) actually, he smelled that good.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Actually Bad Good Now Right Should Shower Smell
Dont panic, i thought. But already my breathing was faster, shallower. You mean you can feel happy or sad or desire. A barely-there smile.
BECCA FITZPATRICK

Already Breath Desire Faster Happy Mean Panic Sad Shallower Smiler
I couldn’t stand here, hanging on, when the very thing i held disappeared more with each passing day.
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Could Day Each More Pass Stand Thing Very
All this time i’ve hated myself for it. I thought i’d given it up for nothing. But if i hadn’t fallen, i wouldn’t have met you.
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Fallen Give Hate Met Myself Nothing

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