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That's because I'm made of awesome. And dipped in awesome. And sprinkled with awesome. Gods, I love the taste of awesome.

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Gena Showalter
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: January 1
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Oklahoma
United States
Made
Love
Sprinkled
Dipped
Awesome
Gods
Taste

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You can include me, too. William blew Olivia a kiss, and her cheeks heated with a blush. No need to say anything. I already know what words are perched on your tongue. Stop me if I'm wrong, but my getting to know you will be your pleasure.
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The next day she’d examined her red satin sandals and with a frown said, “I’m thinking about buying two snakes.” His are you kidding me “Why?” had caused her to shrug. “I’d name them Leftie and Rightie and when they were big enough, they’d become Mamma’s boots.
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For gods' sake, Strider, Torin snapped. Open your mouth and form some words. While you're at it, stop staring at the angel like he's a tasty treat.
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Hold everything. I missed a four-way chick fight. Then I find out someone's been nibbling. William's attention shifted to Olivia, who was still lying on the floor. Please tell me our sweet little angel is the biter. It'll make me want her ever so much more.
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And at one point (cough) walking into a chicks knife (cough), he'd finally won. 'I'm king of the world, bitches. Come in here and bask in my glory.' His voice echoed through the foyer, expectant eager. -Strider
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Don't kill the messenger, but I'm think you should change your dating profil to balding. -- Paris to William
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Neighbor… was that the word for whoring tramp nowadays?
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Ava said her hand accidentally slipped and made contact with her guy's nose. I said Repeatedly? And she said, 'Uh, yeah. I'm really clumsy.
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I looked around, counting the competition. Sixteen. To win, all I had to do was incapacitate each one, place my hand over their hearts and turn my palm into a flame. Easy. Yeah right.
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Everyone at school seems to go by a nickname. Kat, Frosty, Bronx, Boo Bear, Jelly Bean, Freckles.
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The devil on my right shoulder must have brutally strangled the angel on my left.
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They were connected, one being, fused together. She belonged to him, and he to her.
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I like to be admired from afar, and then complimented up close.
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Words without action mean nothing. I’ll show you.
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Hope is a demon worse than your Pain.
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I had faith, and if I had faith I couldn't worry.
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There was something so best-musical-ever when people screamed and begged for mercy, and she could listen to a good musical all day.
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Come on, baby.” Paris combed his fingers through her hair. “Look past my terrible personality and hideous looks and throw me a bone. Teach me how to woo you properly.” She snorted. “I’d argue the hideous looks part.” “But not the terrible personality? Ouch. That hurts, baby.
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