Because on some level, even though it never turns out to be true, and even though I should know better, I still expect life to be like the movies.
E. LOCKHARTMy problem is I can think whatever I think-girl power, solidarity, Gloria Steinem rah rah rah – but I still feel the way I feel. Which is jealous. And pissy about little things.
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Other people apologize and don’t mean t “Sorry, but you shouldn’t have…” or “Sorry, but I just didn’t…” They apologize while telling you that they were right all along, which is the opposite of an actual apology.
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I don’t know if there is a one for me. I think I might like variety.
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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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Love is when you give someone else the power to destroy you, and you trust them not to do it.
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How was I supposed to concentrate on my mental health when my therapist was encased in orange sparkle madness?
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Never take a seat in the back of the room. Winners sit up front.
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These guys, they were so sure of their places in life–so deeply confident of their merit and their future–they didn’t need any kind of front at all.
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Everything doesn’t seem like anything when you love someone. Especially when you’re young.
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Maybe a friend is someone who wants your updates. Even if they’re boring. Or sad. Or annoyingly cutesy. A friend says “Sign me up for your boring crap, yes indeed”-because he likes you anyways. He’ll tolerate your junk.
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Love is when you have a really amazing piece of cake, and it’s the very last piece, but you let him have it.
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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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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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You can’t have an ending. It’s impossible. Because unlike in the movies, life goes on. You’re never at the end until you die.
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We should not accept an evil we can change.
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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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