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It’s the strange world.’ ‘The strangest.

Stephenie Meyer

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The absence of him is everywhere I look.
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Absence Himself Myself See
Love doesn’t always come in convenient packages.
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Convenient Love Package
I’d rather know what you’re thinking – even if what you’re thinking is insane.
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Known Myself Sanity Thinking Yourself
Edward helped, making faces every so often at the raw ingredients-human food was mildly repulsive to him.
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Face Food Himself Human Raw
When he left, you spent all your energy holding on to him. You could be happy if you let go.
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Energy Happiness Hold Let Go Yourself
Dazed and disoriented, I looked up from the bright red blood pulsing out of my arm – into the fevered eyes of the six suddenly ravenous vampires.
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Bright Eyes Fantasy Myself Red
I want to be a monster too.
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Desire Monster Myself Wish
Despite my best efforts I’ve seen you naked before – doesn’t do much for me so no worries.
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Best Effort Myself Naked Worry
She was thinking what I think she was thinking, wasn’t she?
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Herself Myself Thinking
I know love and lust don’t always keep the same company.
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Company Love Lust Myself
Stop being so optimistic, its getting on my nerves. No problem. Do you want me to be all gloom and doom or just shut up? Just shut up. Can do. Really? Doesn’t seem like it.
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Myself Nerve Optimistic Problem
He put his cold hands on either side of my face and fixed his golden eyes on mine. Would you please tell me what you’re thinking? Before I go mad?
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Cold Eyes Face Gold Hands Mad Myself Thinking
If we could bottle your luck, we’d have a weapon of mass destruction on our hands.
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Destruction Hands Luck Ourselves Store Weapon Yourself
My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?
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Change End Life Myself Necessary Night Possible Rise
Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin.
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Brand Drugs Love Yourself
I, the soul called Wanderer, love you, human Ian. And that will never change, no matter what I might become.
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Change Love Soul Wanderer Yourself

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