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Monsters? Why? Because we admit to the pain we cause? Admit we like it?...
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Emotions are real, just not the reasons behind them.
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I just think about how saying that you love someone can make your heart feel like some sort of brownie sundae, warm, gooey, sweet and good.
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Why are there no names for the abscence of things? Why is there no name for the abscence of humanity?
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I will not be violent," I chant-mutter. "I will not be violent. I am peaceful and good. I do not want to give anyone the finger.
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Losing people you love affects you. It is buried inside of you and becomes this big, deep hole of ache. It doesn't magically go away, even when you stop officially mourning.
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I am not 'most' and I am not 'people'.
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If you don't believe something, then don't say it. Saying it only gives it power. ~Betty White
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I swear, if she were a cat she'd be hissing.
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Some things you never forget.
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Boys are stupid. That's all there is to it. Boys are just stupid.
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Sometimes it's good to give people something they're not expecting.
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Sometimes its not the dark that we are afraid of, but the absence of light.
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He wipes his hand on his shirt. What? Did I drool on you?" A little." You're a wolf. You should be used to drool." That's low.
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I used to be embarrassed by my mom, but now I know what she is—she’s a hero.
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... no one can ever save someone else, you know? We can only save ourselves. You know that, don't you?
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I know it's like meant to be and stuff, but I have to wait, cause to truly love someone, you have to work out the things that need to be – and you have to be ready to love them and they, you.
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Hate is a useless emotion.
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They should be beautiful, but I know what they are. They are not beautiful, because beauty is about grace and love and hope. They are all about need.
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Some of us fight against it, doing everything we can to make it not true. Some of us lose ourselves to grief. Some of us lose ourselves to anger.
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Pixies have to be invited in, like vampires. I read it on the Internet." "Well, there you go," I mutter. "Then it must be true.”
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That's what people who love you do: they hold you and lie. They tell you that you're worthy, that everything will be all right, and they do that even when you both know without a doubt that this is not true, that is it nowhere near the truth.
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There are so many layers inside of people, so much soul pain and angsty depth and heart hurt, and some ... hide all this so well that when it comes out in an action as simple as a nod, your entire world shifts a little bit on its axis.
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I promise you. You will survive this. Feel my hand. It is yours now, my queen. I promise you. I am yours.