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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.

Ann Aguirre

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Ann Aguirre
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: August 27
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
the United States of America
Ellen Connor
Ava Gray
Ones
Feet
Hate
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Rhyme
Writing
Poems
Going
Dirty
Good
Except
Never
Poetry

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In the enclave, the strong and the physically perfect survived, but if you were strong, you protected the weak until they had an opportunity to grow into their own power.
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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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If so, I couldn't imagine how the opposite gender managed to get out of bed in the morning. They might be lovely to look at, but clear thinking wasn't their strong point.
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I don’t like anyone knowing anything about me that I didn’t choose to tell them.
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If there had been another female for him since we arrived in Salvation, I needed to cut off all her hair and beat her half to death. The strength of that impulse scared me, and I took a step back. Deuce the girl was every bit as vicious as the Huntress, it seemed
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My heart should be breaking, too, but there comes a point when you’re so inured to loss that you no longer feel the lash.
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You don’t need to be afraid of falling // when there’s someone around to catch you.
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Sometimes when you meet someone, there’s a click. I don’t believe in love at first sight but I believe in that click. Recognition.
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A divided heart offers a strange sensation.
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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 know you have bad news,” I say softly. “I’m ready for it.” But that’s not true. One is never ready. You just lie and say you are and hope you can take the hit on the chin without going down.
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I so enjoy it when people assume I'm stupid. Not that, just very focused on killing.
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Men always want to be remembered whereas women realize that requires being dead.
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I found it curious that people kept animals for companionship and not food. When I'd asked Mama Oaks when she planned to cook the fat creature that slept in a basket in the kitchen, her eyes almost popped out of her head. Since then, she'd kept her pet away from me, like she suspected I meant to turn it into stew. Clearly, I had a lot to learn.
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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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He would bear scars because of me, as I carried them for him.
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I admired Stalkers style. He was incredibly fast using two small blades strapped to the backs of his hands. Slash slash slash. Fighting him you wouldn’t die of one great wound but instead bleed out slowly surprised to find yourself weak and dying after a thousand cuts.
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Maybe I was just one of those people who couldn't rest easy unless things went catastrophically wrong.
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People stay together and stay true only as long as they both want to. And all the promises in the world don’t change the length of time. Nothing comes with a guarantee.
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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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