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They call her my singer – because her blood sings for me.

Stephenie Meyer

He was my best friend. I would always love him, and it would never, ever be enough.
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Best Enough Friendship Himself Love Myself
Death is Peaceful, Life is Harder.
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Death Hard Life One Liner Peace
He’s got to let go of you sometime.
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Let Go Time Yourself
Something I’ve never seen in all my lives. I’m staring at hope.
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Hope Live Myself See Stare
Super-secret Ninja Club sounds way cooler than the whole BFF thing.
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Best Cool Friendship Sound Way
So what are you going to tell her? A little help? I pleaded. What does she want to know? He shook his head, grinning wickedly. That’s not fair. No, you not sharing what you know-now that’s not fair.
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Fair Head Help Herself Knowledge Share Talk 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
I wondered how long it could last. Maybe someday, years from now.If the pain would decrease to the point where I could bear it. I would be able to look back on those few short months that would always be the best of my life.
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Best Day Life Myself Pain Point Wonder
Books have been thought of as windows to another world of imagination.
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Book Imagination Thinking Window World
The story was a sleeping girl in a narrow bed Dark hair thick and wild and twisted like seaweed across the pillow.
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Darkness Hair Pillow Story Thick
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
You are safe inside your mind. No one can reach you there.
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Mindset Reach Safety World Yourself
Life and love go on.
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Life Love One Liner
Like all bullies, they’re cowards underneath the swagger.
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Bully Coward Disguise
He was right – she was beating herself up about hurting his feelings. The girl was a classic martyr. She’d totally been born in the wrong century. She should have lived back when she could have gotten herself fed to some lions for a good cause.
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Beat Born Classic Goodness Herself Reason Right Wrong
You’re not the center of the universe, you know.
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Center Universe Yourself

They call her my singer – because her blood sings for me.

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