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Just . . . love me, and let tomorrow look after itself.
Ann Aguirre
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Ann Aguirre
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: August 27
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the United States of America
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I shake my head, but I can’t change this. I can only bear the scars, as I have always done, as I ever do.
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I think people can be trusted to know what makes them unhappy. Maybe we don't always know what we want exactly, but we can usually say what we don't with a fair amount of specificity.
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He's never going to sit at my feet and write me poems, which is good because I hate poetry, except dirty ones that rhyme.
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Stalkers lips curled into a sneer. You won't make a move without him, huh? That's embarrassing. No, I said softly. It just hurts because you wish it was you.
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There’s a hollow where he used to be, and it echoes with self-imposed loss.
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His reply offers infinite solace in a single word. Always.
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Each time Stalker called you 'dove', I wanted to hit him. Because you're not a little gray bird... you're all the light in the world.
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Sometimes I miss the old me.
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He would bear scars because of me, as I carried them for him.
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They say funerals are not for the dead but for the living. Those rites are what permit you to move on, so if you don't deal with the remains, you can never deal with the memories. That might be true we may have walked in their dust down on Venice Minor, but it's not the same as a proper good-bye.
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He went in, lean and deadly, and ended the creature with a lightning-fast spike of his blade. It shrieked, likely altering the rest. The death call carried like a mournful song.
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I sighed. 'It's hard. You're the only one who listens to what I have to say.' Longshot dropped a gentle, comforting arm around my shoulders. 'Then speak louder, girl. Don't let them put out your spark.
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I'm Sirantha Jax, and I have had enough.
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Caring too much could be dangerous I saw that now. But the alternative was no better.
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After people have gone, you forget their faults, and you recall the ideal more than the person.
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He has to take me as I am, broken bits and all.
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There are quiet ways to die where the body just doesn’t notice that the heart is gone.
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I imagine the ones we’ve lost as ghosts who prowl about the edges of the light, waiting for us to join them. Sometimes that’s terrifying, and sometimes it’s reassuring, a promise of homecoming.
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A divided heart offers a strange sensation.
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Most people can’t stomach silence it provides too much opportunity to think about things they prefer to avoid.
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