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That macho protective bullshit is just some asshat man pissing on his territory so the other dogs will stay away.
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Graham runs a hand through his hair and takes a deep breath. Finally, with a determined scowl, he crosses the room. His hands grip my shoulders. “We are not,” his voice is a gentle tremor, “breaking up
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What I can't do anywhere is be with you.
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Really, he could have just punched me in the stomach, because my brain refused to comprehend the words he was saying. A physical assault, it might have understood.
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Why don't you go get in bed? I stood, laying my hand on his chest and staring up at him. Is that a dare? He laid one hand over mine and pull me closer with the other. Leaning down, he kissed me gently. It absolutely is. No falling out of it allowed, though.
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Everyone isn’t logical. Everything doesn’t make sense in the end. Sometimes you have to forget about explanations or excuses and leave people and places behind, because otherwise they will drag you straight down.
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I've been known to slum it and shop in the gag-him-and-bag-him aisles, believe it or not.
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We remain silent because we've taken on a responsibility and/or shame that was never ours to carry. Forgive yourself for things that were not your fault. Bad decisions, mistaken trust, physical weakness, or too much fear to act do not make an assault on you or someone you care about your fault. Ever.
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How could I not love you? No one has ever affected me like you do. When you told me goodbye last month, I tried to let you go. I told myself it was the best thing for you because you wanted it. But you’re wrong, Dori. I’m good for you even if you don’t know it yet. I know because I’ve never been good for anyone before.
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oh... so this is what all the fuss is about.
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I'm trying to protect you. From myself. I don't do... he swung a finger back and forth between us...this.
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I've changed since I've known you. Not because you made me into someone else - but because you showed me a path I'd never paid attention to, and I chose to follow it.
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Keep looking at me,” she said, laughing as though we were having an amusing conversation. “He’s staring at you. And I mean staring. That boy is undressing you with his eyes. Can you feel it?” Her expression was triumphant. Could I feel his stare? I can now, thanks, I thought.
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I try to be rational and suppress the hope that this is for real, but hope has a way of closing its eyes to reason and it just keeps growing.
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I thought about texting Lucas, but what would i say? That I'd tossed and turned all night, thinking of his hands on me?
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Oh No! My wings are effed up!
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I used to think of two people in love like that. Like puzzle pieces, fitting together. But it's not like that at all. Love pulls a part of you out, and it pulls a part of him - like taffy, stretching but not separating. The tendrils of each one wrap around the other, until they meld together. One, but not quite. Separate, but not quite.
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I'm a hopeful romantic who adores novels with happy endings, because there are enough sad endings in real life.
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People rarely said what they thought, or revealed how they felt. No one was honest.
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I’ve come to ask how you do it. How you feel what I know you’re feeling and then walk away like that.
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