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Just because it's broken doesn't mean it loses its importance.

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Jessica Sorensen
Age: 41
Born: 1983
Born: June 2
Novelist
Importance
Broken
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It hurts to be around life. People don't understand how close death is, right over their shoulders, around the block, at the end of a street. It's everywhere.
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I've never walked home wearing just a pink robe and a pair of slippers.
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He laughs, sucking his lip ring into his mouth. I promise I'll go easy on you. A naughty feeling dances inside me. What if I don't want you to go easy on me?
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You don’t forget. You just move past it. Let go. Be who you were supposed to be instead of who they make you feel like you should be
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For the rest of my life? His voice softens. Do you want that, Ella May? Do you want me eternally, infinitely, forever, till death do us part?
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You think that just because you left, it would change how I feel? Well, guess what? You're wrong. I can't help how I feel. I'm still in-
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The vertical lines that run down his forearms are the most disturbing, thick and jagged as if someone took a razor to his skin. I wish I could run my fingers along them and remove the pain and memories that are attached to them.
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That okay. I'll go find somewhere else to sleep. Her fingers wrap around my arm. You don't have to go anywhere. I feel safe with you.
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That's because you loved me. You just didn't know it yet. You didn't know it either. You were just as blind as me.
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Isn't everyone hiding something?
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Maybe if I try hard enough, we'll fall into each other and become one single person and we can share our pain instead of carrying it by ourselves.
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Like a feather in a dust storm, with no direction The Raven flies through life, helpless and omitted Until night declares and the wind expires. Then it flies to the land of stones and etchings And becomes an Ember, breaking away
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The guy behind the counter scratches his neck. “Are you being serious?” Her face is stoic. “Absolutely. I never kid about teddy bears.
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I’m pretty certain my worthless heart shatters inside my chest, and she steals one of the pieces. If it didn’t already belong to someone else I probably would have handed her all the pieces right then and there.
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I don't believe that. I don't believe that there are bad things about you. Only things that you think are bad.
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Pretend all you want, pretty girl. You and I know that deep down you’re secretly glad to be pressed up to my body.
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You left me, ripped out my heart, and then came back acting like a robot, and you know what? We made it through. You and I, good or bad, belong together. We make each other whole.
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Always ask for the truth. Just make sure the time is right.
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I often wonder what drives people to do things. Whether it's put into their minds at birth, or if it is learned as they grow. Maybe it's even forced upon them by circumstances that are out of their hands. Does anyone have control over their lives or are we all helpless?
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It’s a moment I’ll remember forever, because it belongs to me.
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