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A fecking flamethrower! Why didn't I think of that? Best I came up with was a measly hair dryer.
Karen Marie Moning
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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
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Cincinnati
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Please tell me we don't grow up and turn into the adults that drive us crazy.
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It's so easy to lie. What’s even worse is how we cling to those lies. We beg for the illusion so we don’t have to face the truth, don’t have to feel alone.
Karen Marie Moning
Liminal sucks. You can't grasp it with your hands and shape it. You can't make midnight come faster, or grow up sooner, or avoid the in-betweens. You can only hang in there, and get through them.
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As he closed the door he said over his shoulder, Because you're a good lass. A heavy sigh. And I'm no' a good man.
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I would wear pink because I knew my future was anything but rosy. I would accessorize myself to the hilt, and I would wear flirty shoes because my world needed more beauty to counter all the ugliness in it. I would wear pink because I hated gray, I didn’t deserve white, and I was sick of black.
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Fear and doubt are major stampeders.
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Get back on the bike and tell me where to go. I'll tell you where to go, I muttered sourly, and he laughed.
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I am going to love you now, slow and sweet.
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Hope is a critical thing. Whithout it, we are nothing. Hope shapes will. The will shapes the world.
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I can't help but see myself in them. The Seelie are who I was before my sister died. Pink, pretty, frivolous Mac. The Unseelie are who I've become, carved by loss and despair. Black, grungy, driven Mac.
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My philosophy is pretty simple – any day nobody’s trying to kill me is a good day in my book.
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We're taking back the night
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You could ask me to teach you.” “Huh?” This night is getting weird in a hurry. “Teach me like you’re teaching a class or something? What are you going to call it: ‘You Too Can Be a Sociopath 101’?” “It would be more like a graduate-level class.” I start to snicker. His sense of humour sneaks up on you. Then I remember who’s talking and bite it off.
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Silence isn't golden, it's deadly. It's a vacuum that fills up with ghosts.
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You're Mac, and I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters.
Karen Marie Moning
Some people fall apart when they get hurt. Puddle into apathy and despair and never recover. They wait all their lives for someone to come along and rescue them.
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You've been doing something bad since the moment you met me, lass.
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A little blood never bothers me.
Karen Marie Moning
Friends don’t build cages for each other.
Karen Marie Moning
As his other hand began to slip around her waist, his body brushed against hers, and there was no mistaking the thick, hard ridge grazing her jean-clad bottom. Heavens, did that thing never subside? The rest of him might be mortal, but his immortal erection certainly didn't scan to have gotten the memo.
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