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What i really wanted was the impossible.

Becca Fitzpatrick

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Violence doesn’t equal strength.
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Equal Strength Violence
Your enemy’s enemy is your friend
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Enemy Friend Your
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
Jev stroked his chin. “do i look like a summer fling?
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Chin Fling Like Look Stroke Summer
If i need romance, that’s what netflix is for.
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Need Netflix Romance
It was bad enough when i thought your ghost was haunting me; i don’t think i could handle the real thing.
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Enough Ghost Handle Haunt Real Think Through
The truth is scary, but knowing nothing is crippling.
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Crippling Know Nothing Scary Truth
There’s nothing special about losing your virginity over a toilet.
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Lose Nothing Over Special Toilet Virginity
Lets be honest, nora. Youve got it bad for me.” his eyes held a lot of depth. “and ive got it bad for you.
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Bad Depth Honest Let You
Kiss me in a way i’ll never forget. Kiss me in a way that will stay with me until see you again
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Again Away Forget Kiss never See Stay Until
I learned that i was either crazy in love with you, or putting on the best performance of my life.’ -nora (pg 263)
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Best Country Crazy Either Learn Life People Performance Person Put
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
You find the wrong boy, you ask for trouble. You find the right boy, you find love.
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Ask Boy Love Right Trouble Wrong
I wrinkled my nose, trying to figure out what he smelled like. Not cigarettes. Something richer, fouler. Cigars.
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Cigarette Figure Nose Richer Smell Something Try Wrinkle
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.
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Already Breath Desire Faster Happy Mean Panic Sad Shallower Smiler
Dont start. I saw marcie climb inside your jeep. She needed a ride. I adopted a hands-on-hips pose. What kind of ride? Not that kind of ride, he said slowly.
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Adopt Climb Hand Inside Kind Marcle New Ride Said Slowly Start

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