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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?

Stephenie Meyer

He sighed. The clouds I can handle. But I can’t fight with an eclipse.
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Cloud Eclipse Fight Handle Myself
When I told you I didn’t want you, it was the blackest kind of blasphemy.
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Black Kind Leaving Myself Need Relationship Told
It’s not the face, but the expressions on it. It’s not the voice, but what you say. It’s not how you look in that body, but the thing you do with it. You are beautiful.
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Beautiful Body Expression Face Voice Yourself
Sometimes, fact mixed with fiction so thoroughly that, though no lies were told, it was hard to remember what was strictly true.
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Fact Hard Lying Remember True Yourself
Perhaps there could be no joy on this planet without an equal weight of pain to balance it out on some unknown scale.
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Equality Joy Planet Scale Weight
Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
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Heart Broken Impossible Myself Time
I’d rather die than be with anyone but you.
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Death Dedication Desire Love Myself Relationship Yourself
And then I saw the way he looked at her, like he was a blind man, seeing the sun for the very first time.
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Himself See Sun Time Way
I wanted the monster back and that was plainly wrong.
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Monster Myself Plain Return Wrong
Maybe you’ll get lucky. I said bleakly, lurching on my feet. Maybe I’ll get hit by a truck on my way back.
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Back Fate Hit Luck Myself Truck Way
He’s like a drug for you, Bella.
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Drugs Himself Love Yourself
Did you know, you’re sort of beautiful?’ ‘You hit your head pretty hard, didn’t you?
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Beautiful Head Hit Yourself
I was all braced for the wrath that was going to put grizzlies to shame, and this is what I get? I should infuriate you more often.
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Angry Furious Often Shame Yourself
It was very relaxing to be away from civilization, and this bothered me. I should not have found the loneliness so welcoming.
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Civilization Lonely Myself Relax Welcome
I’d been broken beyond repair.
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Beyond Break Myself One Liner Repair
My first language, the true language of the soul spoken only on our planet of origin, had no word for betrayal or traitor. Or even loyalty- because without the opposite, the concept had no meaning.
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Betrayal Concept Language Loyalty Meaning Myself Origin Planet Soul

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