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
BECCA FITZPATRICKBefore i could stop myself, i punched his arm. Careful, he said in a low voice. They might think were flirting.
More Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes
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I don’t have ‘five’ you can borrow. My piggy bank is officially anorexic.
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The trouble was, my feelings for patch weren’t harmless.
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Your name? I repeated, hoping it was my imagination that my voice faltered. Call me patch. I mean it. Call me
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..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.
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We don’t have an address,” i said, “but we do know where he works.” “are you thinking what i’m thinking?” vee asked, eyes brightening briefly through the haze of chemical sedation. “based on past experience, i hope not.
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Human reproduction can be a sticky subject ewww! Groaned a chorus of students
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Tacos.” “tacos?” i echoed. This seemed to amuse him. “tomatoes, lettuce, cheese.” “i know what a taco is!
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Patch smiled. You come by your red hair naturally? I stared at him. I dont have red hair. I hate to break it to you, but its red. I could light it on fire and it wouldnt turn any redder.
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You keep life on a short leash. Whats that supposed to mean? Youre scared of what you cant control.
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Youve never been to school, ever? If thats trueand youre right, i dont think it iswhat made you decide to come this year? You.
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I shook my head. I dont think so. This isnt a good idea. This isnt right. Theres all kinds of right, he murmured. On the spectrum, were still in the safe zone. … Definitely right. Usually right, patch continued. Mostly right. Maybe right.
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Before i could stop myself, i punched his arm. Careful, he said in a low voice. They might think were flirting.
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Is everything a joke to you? I asked. He dabbed his tongue to his lip again. Not everything. Like what? You.
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I saw you, and i wanted to be close to you. I wanted you to let me in. I wanted to know you in a way no one else did. I wanted you, all of you.
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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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