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Now I know there are ways to belong to someone that don’t take anything away. A relationship shouldn’t impose limits—and if it does, then it’s wrong. A lover should help you exceed your potential, not clip your wings.

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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His face held a certain impassivity you see it in all waiters and valets. They might want to jam a knife through your left eye socket, but you'd never know it from their expression. Working retail, I've acquired a similar look myself.
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Before he bent his head, I knew what he was going to do. Touch his lips to mine. Oh, and I wanted him to... I stilled, hardly daring to breathe. The old refrain of cant and shouldn't sank beneath the weight of new worlds like please and yes.
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Then in the interest of full honesty, I really wish you'd kiss me right now.
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For love to flourish there has to be trust. Promises don’t matter as much as personal choice.
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You ever have that feeling? Like you’ve known someone your whole life but you don’t know them at all.
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If I ever win you, he said, anger bright in his pale eyes, it will be because you want me more. Not because he's gone. I'm nobody's second best.
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We're broken in complementary ways, thus rendering our damage comprehensible to each other.
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There’s a reason I hate jigsaw puzzles. I don’t have the patience to find all the border pieces, especially when they’re all the same shade of gray.
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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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Once exposed, a secret loses all its power.
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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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Are you afraid of falling, baby? No, I’m afraid of landing. [He’s laughing, and I’m smiling.] Stupid idiot smile, don’t you know what comes next?
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For I need this scar over my heart to remind me. Crazy as it sounds, if I can bear the wound on my body, it lessens what I must carry on my soul. How he knew that about me, I cannot fathom.
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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'd said the sun could burn me. It certainly looked angry enough, all orange and glowing mad.
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I’ve lost so many people. Some I left on purpose and never looked back. Some were taken from me, and I never said good-bye.
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Yet sometimes being a friend meant letting people do things that hurt, like putting distance between you, just because it made them happy.
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He was the heat of a fire and the sweetness of the moon I'd only just met.
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His lashes, fluttered like butterfly wings. I could've made you happy, dove. You did, I whispered
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