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Life's too short to pretend and play games like that. I want to spend my time hanging out with people who make me feel good about myself. People who make me happy.
Gena Showalter
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Gena Showalter
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: January 1
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Yep, that's me. I know. I know. You're humbled I'm here, feel like throwing rose petals at my feet, blah, blah, blah. No need, though. Just try and think of me as a normal guy -William
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Blood spurted from his nose. Okay, I couldn't help myself. I burst out laughing.
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cute, she announced. and oh,baby doll,you do give off a powerful vide,don't you? makes me want to touch you. with your teeth,id bet.i say to myself
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do you have to sit so close? she asked on a ragged breath. Yes. was his only reply. want to tell me why? no. (Darius replied) i don't like it. She insisted scooting from him for the second time. He moved closer want to tell me why? he parroted. No she parroted right back.
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I'm king of the World, bitches. Come in here and bask in my glory.(Strider)
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This means nothing,” she said. “Less than nothing,” he lied. “I’ll hate myself later.” “I hate myself now.
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Strider: Red hots dude. He'd ruin anything for a mouthful of those. Now pull over. William: Gummy Bears. You should have said so.
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Should I pull on a shirt? he asked with hint of amusement. I WILL NOT BLUSH. No. He'd be doing the world a favor if he never wore a shirt again, but I wasn't going to tell him that part. You're fine.
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While Maddox now believed the demon did not want to hurt Ashlyn, he wasn't willing to take a chance. He would talk about flowers and moonbeams - he cringed - if it meant maintaining this delectable inner peace. Is there a way to break your death-curse? Ashlyn asked. So much for flowers and moon-beams.
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Neighbor… was that the word for whoring tramp nowadays?
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Because you aren't who you think you are. You aren't what everyone else believes. You might have delivered countless deaths but you love more fiercely than anyone I've ever known.
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I would have been here sooner but Lysander held me prisoner in our cloud, Bianka said with a grin. He wouldn't relent until Sabin gave the ok. Which I still don't understand and will continue to punish him for until he spills. Secrets or guts, I don't care which.
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When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up?” (…) A sigh of longing. “To be honest, I wanted to be ruler of the entire world. Or the ruler’s trophy wife.
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Enjoy him while it lasts, I called. Apparently he has Girlfriend ADD. She looked away, but not before I caught the blush staining her cheeks.
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One step, two...three...Soon she was in front of Aeron, smiling at her success. What was that? he asked. Walking. Took you so long, I'm officially fifty years older. She raised her chin, pride undiminished. Well, I didn't fall.
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Demon?” Gwen gasped out. Her back jerked ramrod-straight, and her face leeched of color. “Did you just say demon?” Oh, uh…did I say that?” Strider once again glanced around the plane helplessly. “No, no. I think I said seaman.
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