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…a box where she was expected to be sweet and sensitive (but not oversensitive); a box for young and pretty girls who were not as bright or powerful as their boyfriends. A box for people who were not forces to be reckoned with.

E. Lockhart

Never take a seat in the back of the room. Winners sit up front.
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Rooms Seats Winner
If those are your friends, you’ve got no need for enemies.
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Enemies Enemy Needs
I sit around too much, waiting for other people to do stuff and angsting about stuff they’ve done, without doing anything myself.
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People Stuff Waiting
You are my girlfriend,” whispered Matthew. ” You’re my girl and I’m your guy, and you’re my girl and I’m your guy. Let’s not fight.” -pg 126
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Fighting Girl Guy
We should not accept an evil we can change.
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Accepting Evil Should
She doesn’t feel like crying anymore.
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Anymore Cry Feels
Frankie appreciated both the accolades and the rejections equally, because both meant she’d had an impact. She wasn’t a person who needed to be liked so much as she was a person who liked to be notorious.
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Appreciated Impact Rejection
I don’t know if there is a one for me. I think I might like variety.
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might One Thinking Variety
The opposite of the life where the girl can’t even speak to the boy she likes; the opposite of the life where the friends aren’t even good friends, and lots of days are wasted away feeling bored and kind of okay, like nothing matters much.
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Feeling Friend Good Likes Nbored Opposite Speak
There will be all these fifty-year-old women wearing hot pants and squeezing themselves into pretzel shapes and then there will be me. Just reaching for my toes like they’re China. ‘Hello there! You’re so far away, I can’t get to you! Can you even hear me?
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Hot Shapes Years
Someone once wrote that a novel should deliver a series of small astonishments. I get the same thing spending an hour with you.
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Astonishment Hours Should
I looked at her. my lovely, tall mother with her pretty coil of hair and her hard, bitter mouth. Her veins were never open. Her heart never leapt out to flop helplessly on the lawn. She never melted into puddles. She was normal. Always. At any cost.
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Hair Heart Mother
We can’t know or say what other people do. You have to think what you want to do to get the situation where you want it to be.
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People Philosophical Thinking
Love is when you give someone else the power to destroy you, and you trust them not to do it.
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Destroy Giving Love Power
And this is my life, getting dumped with no warning. Or liking people who don’t like me back, or who don’t like me enough, or not as much as they like someone else.
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Enough People Warning
Everything doesn’t seem like anything when you love someone. Especially when you’re young.
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Love Someone Young

…a box where she was expected to be sweet and sensitive (but not oversensitive); a box for young and pretty girls who were not as bright or powerful as their boyfriends. A box for people who were not forces to be reckoned with.

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…a box where she was expected to be sweet and sensitive (but not oversensitive); a box for young and pretty girls who were not as bright or powerful as their boyfriends. A box for people who were not forces to be reckoned with.

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