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A man leaves his great house because he's bored
With life at home, and suddenly returns,
Finding himself no happier abroad.
He rushes off to his villa driving like mad,
You'ld think he's going to a house on fire,
And yawns before he's put his foot inside,
Or falls asleep and seeks oblivion,
Or even rushes back to town again.
So each man flies from himself (vain hope, because
It clings to him the more closely against his will)
And hates himself because he is sick in mind
And does not know the cause of his disease.
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Lucretius
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You're worse than a douche bag. You're a douche puddle, the excrement of a douching.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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She didn't say a work, and I gave up trying, because you couldn't hear either one of us over the shattering noise of hearts breaking and the looming shadow of the last word, the one we refused to say.
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Kami Garcia
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The rEaL wOrLd is but a fictional place where those who have narrow minds and shallow imagination compile their oppressive ideas of what rEaLiTy only should be.
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Khayri R.R. Woulfe
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Anyone who can rationalize love through intellect, has no idea what love is, for it is an emotion, and cannot be rationalized. For love is crazy.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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You're making this really hard for me," he said quietly, holding my face in his hands.
"So maybe you should give in."
"I don't want you to think that's all I want from you."
"What else do you want from me?"
"Everything," he whispered and brushed his lips against mine.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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Every day I am thankful for Luke, the real love of my life, my Prince Charming, my rescuer. He saved me from my biggest enemy, myself.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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The other raised his club and attacked L, who inexpliciably fell over on his back like an overturned frog.
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Tsugumi Ohba (Death Note: L, Change the WorLd)
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L shot Maki a disappointed look. But soon he forgot everything when Misa Amane appeared onstage. Enraptured he began to cheer with the girls in black lace and frilly skirts.
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Tsugumi Ohba (Death Note: L, Change the WorLd)
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Wait! Did you sleep with any of my boyfriends?"
"No, I promise."
"Okay, good," she said, relieved.
"I just made out with one."
"You see?" Tabitha said. "She's a whore bag."
"Cum bucket," Mayson nodded in agreement.
"You guys," Donya made a disgusted sound. "Can we save the name calling for later? I want to hear the hoe's story.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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Make
New FrNdS But Keep D oLd , One iS silVer
The Other is Gold.
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Chetan Bhagat
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You love me, but you don't want me," he said with such sadness, I burst into tears.
While crying, I had the biggest orgasm of my life as Luke held me tighter than ever and rocked into me and climaxed with me. He wiped at my tears.
"I didn't mean to make you cry," he said.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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If thou wert my fool, nuncle, Iโld have thee beaten for being old before thy time. LEAR. Howโs that? FOOL. Thou shouldst not have been old till thou hadst been wise.
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William Shakespeare
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In a cab back in Jersey, I finally answered one of thirty-three of Kyle's text messages (he called forty-seven times, I shit you not. Who does that!)
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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You'ld think I'ld be used to saying good bye to you by now.
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Stephenie Meyer (New Moon (The Twilight Saga, #2))
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No, you started this shit. I don't know how they do it in Rhode Island, but here in Jersey, bitches get stitches for talking shit and fucking with something they shouldn't.
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L.D. Davis (Pieces of Rhys)
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Dad, why did you marry a crazy woman?" I asked after the usual pleasantries. "I didn't know she was crazy before I married her. By the time I found out, she was already knocked up and it was too late.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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The two waiters inside the cafe knew that theo ld man was a little drunk, and while he was a good client they knew that if he became too drunk he would leave without paying, so they kept watch on him.
Last week he tried to commit suicide," one waiter said.
Why?"
He was in despair."
What about?"
Nothing."
How do you know it was nothing."
He has plenty of money.
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Ernest Hemingway (A Clean Well-Lighted Place)
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What you do
Still betters what is done. When you speak, sweet.
I'ld have you do it ever: when you sing,
I'ld have you buy and sell so, so give alms,
Pray so; and, for the ordering your affairs,
To sing them too: when you do dance, I wish you
A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do
Nothing but that; move still, still so,
And own no other function: each your doing,
So singular in each particular,
Crowns what you are doing in the present deed,
That all your acts are queens.
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William Shakespeare (The Winter's Tale)
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I don't know which one is the real you," I said. "Are you more like Kyle the dick or Kyle the good guy?
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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Why are you asking me now?" I asked. "Why didn't you ask me before?"
"You seemed a little...unstable," Mayson said. "Now you seem to be more like yourself...which is still...rather unstable.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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Who lives in a pineapple under your jeans?" He sang softly. "SpongeBob booty pants!" He ended his little song with a soft slap to my rear.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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I hope no man will call me timorous; and yet I'ld as soon be called that as rash.
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Rafael Sabatini (Captain Blood Returns)
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Esmeralda, donโt blame your brother for his girlfriendโs lack of wits,โ Sam admonished.
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L.D. Davis (Tethered (Accidentally on Purpose, #4))
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Half a thou too small,โ he said. โThe difference between Right and Wrong. Half a thou bigger, and itโld be Right. As it is, itโs Wrong, and you canโt cheat about it.โ He smiled again. โToo bad when God gives you the mind of an Inspector, isnโt it?
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Nevil Shute (Round the Bend)
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You're flying to Chicago to get drunk and have other women shake their boobs in your face."
"If it bothers you, I won't go," he said seriously.
"No," I kicked at the table leg. "It doesn't bother me. Maybe I'm just jealous."
"Jealous? You're not the jealous type."
"Maybe I want boobs shaken in my face.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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Well, the plenty of fish in the sea thing is bullshit," I said. "The other fish are weird, smell funny, or hooked on someone else's fishing line.
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L.D. Davis (Pieces of Rhys)
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I love you, Emmy, scars and all.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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He looked up at me, stuttered a few times, and then seemed to forget what he was saying altogether. I didn't say anything, or act surprised that he stopped talking. I just stared at him, feeling my heart pounding in my throat.
"Wow." He said.
"What?"
"You just left me speechless.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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I sounded so bad ass, but I was really weak, tired, and pretty much shattered inside. If he gave me a hard time, I was going to jump across the table and try to kill him with my water bottle.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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You can sit around for years wondering โWhat if I had gone the other wayโ and you will never have a true answer.
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L.D. Davis (Tethered (Accidentally on Purpose, #4))
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I couldn't tell you what was happening on the TV screen. My eyes saw the pictures, but could not register what was happening, especially since my eyes kept falling on Luke. I knew that he knew that I was watching him because he grinned and threw a cookie at me without taking his eyes off the screen.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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You can take care of him," she insisted. This was madness. This was a true example of temporary insanity.
"I can't."
"Why not?" She demanded.
"Umm...I don't...like..." I couldn't say diapers. I had my own baby! "I don't like... black... babies...
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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Coming from a guy who wasn't always nice to women, he's only going to treat you the way you let him. If you continue to be tolerant of circumstances, he's not going to have a reason to change
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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I haven't slept with him, Mom." I whispered, lying through my teeth. I just didn't want to discuss my sex life with her. She would probably critique my oral skills or something.
"I should have known. You don't sleep with anybody. That's why you can't keep a man.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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Why, why is this?
Think'st thou I'ld make a lie of jealousy,
To follow still the changes of the moon
With fresh suspicions? No; to be once in doubt
Is once to be resolved: exchange me for a goat,
When I shall turn the business of my soul
To such exsufflicate and blown surmises,
Matching thy inference. 'Tis not to make me jealous
To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company,
Is free of speech, sings, plays and dances well;
Where virtue is, these are more virtuous:
Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw
The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt;
For she had eyes, and chose me. No, Iago;
I'll see before I doubt; when I doubt, prove;
And on the proof, there is no more but this,--
Away at once with love or jealousy!
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William Shakespeare (Othello)
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July 15, 1991
Nita: My mother was a paragon of our neighborhood, People always come up to us with hugs, saying "You have the most wonderful mother." l'd think. โDon't you see what's going on in this house?โ To this day, if somehow even in jest raises their hand to me, I will do this (raises hands to protect face and cowers) I cringe. Then they look at me like, what's your probem? You don't get that from a great childhood.
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Sarah E. Olson (Becoming One: A Story of Triumph Over Dissociative Identity Disorder)
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This to hear
Would Desdemona seriously incline:
But still the house-affairs would draw her thence:
Which ever as she could with haste dispatch,
She'ld come again, and with a greedy ear
Devour up my discourse: which I observing,
Took once a pliant hour, and found good means
To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart
That I would all my pilgrimage dilate,
Whereof by parcels she had something heard,
But not intentively: I did consent,
And often did beguile her of her tears,
When I did speak of some distressful stroke
That my youth suffer'd. My story being done,
She gave me for my pains a world of sighs:
She swore, in faith, twas strange, 'twas passing strange,
'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful:
She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd
That heaven had made her such a man: she thank'd me,
And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her,
I should but teach him how to tell my story.
And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake:
She loved me for the dangers I had pass'd,
And I loved her that she did pity them.
This only is the witchcraft I have used:
Here comes the lady; let her witness it.
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William Shakespeare (Othello)
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Some men are born to do great, extraordinary things. I am one of those men, because I was born to love you, and aside from the love we have for our children, there is nothing else in the universe that is greater or more extraordinary than loving you. You are the only person who can complete me. You are the only home my heart knows.
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L.D. Davis (Tethered (Accidentally on Purpose, #4))
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We will always be tethered. ย ย ย The End
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L.D. Davis (Tethered (Accidentally on Purpose, #4))
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The road to your destination is not always a straight shot. Sometimes the road splits off into different directions and you have to choose.
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L.D. Davis (Tethered (Accidentally on Purpose, #4))
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It wasnโt his fault Jamison was wound so tight that a lump of coal up his ass would likely result in diamonds inside of a week.
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L.D. Blakeley (The Power of Peppermint)
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Were half to half the world by the ears and he
Upon my party, I'ld revolt to make
Only my wars with him: he is a lion
That I am proud to hunt.
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William Shakespeare (Coriolanus)
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If all my royal kindred
Lay in my way unto this marriage,
I'ld make them my low foot-steps
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John Webster (The Duchess of Malfi)
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Because, we have blood cravings! The upside to the little Witch slash Vampyre blashphemy is that you don't crave blood as much as we do, you have the bloody strength to fight it and think rationally!" I felt my eyes widen on their own, I could hear a thick British accent starting to seep out that was never there before, he must've learned to hide it well.
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Melinoe Black (Shadows in the Dark (Shadows in the Dark, #1))
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Can't be a hero if you're afraid of looking stupid.
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L.D. Harkrader (Airball: My Life in Briefs)
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I hope Kyle Sterling rips your heart out of your chest and makes you choke on it.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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Cinderella was such a dork. She left behind her glass slipper at the ball and then went right back to her stemonster's house. It seems to me she sho8ld have worn the glass slipper always, to make herself easier to find. I always hoped that after the prince found Cinderella and they rode away in their magnificant carriage, after a few miles she turned to him and said, "Could you drop me off down the road please? Now that I've finally escaped my life of horrific abuse, I'd like to see something of the world, you know? ...I'll catch back up with you later, Prince, once I've found my own way.
Anyone tell you that you grew up to be sort of cute? In like a misfit type of way?
The secret tactic f a good bargainer is to know when to compromise
You have to trust the words. They do not create anything more than themselves.
And while sometimes delights can be tiresome, mostly they re ..Pure, They're burnished by their own hopes
This must be part of Mother Nature's master plan- making these boys so irresistibly cute, in such a naughty way, that the purity of their intentions becomes irrelevant.
I am trying to embrace danger
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Rachel Cohn (Dash & Lily's Book of Dares (Dash & Lily, #1))
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If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well
It were done quickly: if the assassination
Could trammel up the consequence, and catch
With his surcease success; that but this blow
Might be the be-all and the end-all here,
But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,
We'ld jump the life to come. But in these cases
We still have judgment here; that we but teach
Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return
To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice
Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice
To our own lips. He's here in double trust;
First, as I am his kinsman and his subject,
Strong both against the deed; then, as his host,
Who should against his murderer shut the door,
Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan
Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been
So clear in his great office, that his virtues
Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against
The deep damnation of his taking-off;
And pity, like a naked new-born babe,
Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim, horsed
Upon the sightless couriers of the air,
Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,
That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur
To prick the sides of my intent, but only
Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself
And falls on the other.
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William Shakespeare (Macbeth)
โ
Do you want me to stop?" he whispered. "If you seriously want me to stop-"
"No," I whispered.
"Do you want me to go slow?"
I shook my head. Negative.
"I don't want to hurt you."
I pulled his face to mine and kissed him deeply and passionately.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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(Kyler's song about Lennon?)
Stop hiding in the darkness,
step out into the light.
The sky is filled with all these stars,
so come and kiss the night.
Infinity is waiting,
calling you by name.
The world is yours for the taking,
so take it just the same.
Shock and awe, surprise them,
those who think you're weak.
Look to the sky and chase them,
those answers that you seek.
The stars will light the sky for us,
they'll illuminate the way.
They show you how to find me,
they'll make you want to stay.
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L.D. Crichton (All Our Broken Pieces)
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<\ But this winter won't last, darlin'.
>> * Not forever
>> (.....\\ . > And when new hands
>> set to tending this earth they'll
till my pieces under.
> > Grind them into the veins of
g0ld I've laid.
<\ Then the roots of all they plant wi\\
> wind around usS---
<\ KEEPING
<\ US
<\ CLOSE--- \
\
<\ For an eternal summer that will not
fade.
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Joseph Staten (Halo: Contact Harvest)
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You wanted to live your own life, Donya, and I fully expected to find you satisfied with your decision. Instead, I find you smoking cigarettes and practically emaciated. You said you didn't want to be your mother, but you are. You're just another version of her. get your shit together, Donya, and prove to me that breaking our hearts was worth it.
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L.D. Davis (Tethered (Accidentally on Purpose, #4))
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I am ingrained in you. I am woven into every cell of your body. You cannot eradicate me without losing yourself, too.
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L.D. Davis (Tethered (Accidentally on Purpose, #4))
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We are not, as some have assumed, the rightful lords of new lands โ we are merely travellers. seeking peace and understanding.
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L.D. Lapinski (The Strangeworlds Travel Agency (Strangeworlds Travel Agency #1))
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Are decisions really products of analysis of a situation; or are simply out of preconceived notions? I believe, at some point of one's existence, we all are troubled by relativism!
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L.D.R.
โ
I have a confession," he said softly.
"Oh no," I sighed. "It's not about the gloves is it?"
"No," he grinned, and gave me a quick peck on the lips. "I've seriously been crushing on you for about three years."
"Really?" I was genuinely surprised. His asking me out a few times never equated to a crush to me. I knew he probably liked me a little, but I didn't think he had a crush on me.
"Okay, maybe more than crushing. I'm pretty sure I've had some pretty strong feelings for you for a long time.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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Forget the fact that he was the first person I had slept with in almost a year or that even though I was drunk I remembered it clearly (and it was effing fantastic!) Forget the fact that I had a hickey for the first time since high school on my neck under the scarf I was wearing, tied around my dumb neck.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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...and there is such honesty and innocence to her voice I want to hold her. The bedside lamplight is a rich golden color, and it is falling on her face in a way that makes it seem gilded. For a moment, L.D. looks to me like an angel. Another case of illusion only being the larger truth.
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Elizabeth Berg (Talk Before Sleep)
โ
ready for sex, but my body had been so receptive to his touch. Was it like that for everyone else? I wish I could ask Emmy without bringing suspicion upon myself. She had been to third base more times than some baseball players. I snickered out loud at my joke. Emmet looked at me with one eyebrow
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L.D. Davis (Tethered (Accidentally on Purpose, #4))
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(Kyler's song about Lennon?)
Stop hiding in the darkness,
step out into the light.
The sky is filled with all these stars,
so come and kiss the night.
Infinity is waiting,
calling you by name.
The world is yours for the taking,
so take it just the same.
Shock and awe, surprise them,
those who think you're weak.
Look to the sky and chase them,
those answers that you seek.
Because it's there you'll find me,
talking to the moon.
Telling him my secrets,
asking about you.
The stars will light the sky for us,
they'll illuminate the way.
They show you how to find me,
they'll make you want to stay.
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L.D. Crichton (All Our Broken Pieces)
L.D. Roberts (Battleship Destroyer (Battleship Destroyer, #1))
L.D. Roberts (Battleship Destroyer (Battleship Destroyer, #1))
โ
There is a distressing tendency of the L&D profession to latch on to half read and barely understood concepts.
โ
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Robin Hoyle (Complete Training: From Recruitment to Retirement)
โ
we were right-handed into a dully furnished living room. L.D.
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Maya Angelou (The Collected Autobiographies of Maya Angelou (Modern Library (Hardcover)))
โ
Academic success is imperative because life treats beautiful people differently and since I don't have the luxury of looks, I better have something smart to say.
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L.D. Crichton (All Our Broken Pieces)
โ
The body remembers. It waits, patiently, until we feel strong enough to meet the parts we have abandoned. The ones we want most to forget.
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L.D. Green (We've Been Too Patient: Voices from Radical Mental Health--Stories and Research Challenging the Biomedical Model)
โ
This flesh I have lived in,
These thoughts I have lived with
Have befouled the sanctity of 'this' soul!
Forgive me Hashem!
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L.D.R.
โ
Is it wise to blow the whistle on a person's selfishness when selfishness itself is an important attribute for contentment?
โ
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L.D.R.
โ
For if I claim to be a wise man, it surely means that I don't know."
Kansas
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L.D. Jacobson
โ
Are you a lesbian?โ She looked at me with a serious expression. โIf you are, itโs okay. I donโt want you to munch my rug or anything, but Iโll love you anyway.
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L.D. Davis (Tethered (Accidentally on Purpose, #4))
โ
Fight for him and donโt ever let him go.
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L.D. Davis (Worthy of Redemption (Accidentally on Purpose, #2))
โ
I still care about you.โ โBut you wish you didnโt.โ โI really fucking wish I didnโt,
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L.D. Davis (The Accidentally on Purpose Trilogy (Accidentally on Purpose, #1-3))
โ
and he was redeemed. ย ~*~ The End ~*~
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L.D. Davis (The Accidentally on Purpose Trilogy (Accidentally on Purpose, #1-3))
โ
If pain is transformative, falling in love must be a complete metamorphosis.
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L.D. Crichton (All Our Broken Pieces)
โ
Leadership is unveiled by Vision, Driven by Passion, Activated by Planning, Engineered by Sacrifice and Actualized by Tireless Pursuit.
โ
โ
ld
โ
sun had just cleared the tree line but wasnโt yet strong enough to burn away the fog seeping out of the woods. Although the air was chilly, the president and his entourage of agents didnโt seem
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L.D. Beyer (In Sheep's Clothing (Matthew Richter, #1))
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Era scappata in camera dopo aver immaginato di uccidere tutte le renne di Babbo Natale in almeno quindici modi diversi e di sciogliere Frosty the Snowman con un asciugacapelli sotto gli occhi scandalizzati della cittadinanza, dopo tre ore โ TRE ORE!- di Carol natalizi in radio e dal vivo. Sรฌ, perchรฉ gli altri ospiti non avevano potuto fare a meno di improvvisare una specie di karaoke a tema, fanatici in preda allo Spirito Natalizio. Dio.
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L.D. Blooms (Ricatto di Natale)
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Non erano solo gli stupidi jingle che cominciavano a fare capolino come ciuffi di erbacce sparsi qua e lร in un prato, dentro i negozi, gli ascensori e le stazioni radio, anche se poteva giร affermare con sicurezza che se mai avesse incontrato Michael Bublรฉ di persona per le strade di New York gli avrebbe fatto passare la voglia di camminare attraverso ogni dannata, stramaledettissima Winter Wonderland immaginabile a furia di ginocchiate alle palle.
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L.D. Blooms (Ricatto di Natale)
โ
In the month that she had lived at Bray, Maggie had felt pockets of this-this slowing down of time, these reverberations into the past. In America, everything was replaceable; ld stuf was thrown away quickly and entirely to make way for the next thing. But in Ireland, the ruined castles that dotted the landscape, the crumbling stnes walls that crisscrossed long-held family fields, these all provided the sense that the past drifted, but did not disappear. It was all around you, like mist.
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Jessie Ann Foley (The Carnival at Bray)
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What did we talk about?
I don't remember. We talked so hard and sat so still that I got cramps in my knee. We had too many cups of tea and then didn't want to leave the table to go to the bathroom because we didn't want to stop talking. You will think we talked of revolution but we didn't. Nor did we talk of our own souls. Nor of sewing. Nor of babies. Nor of departmental intrigue. It was political if by politics you mean the laboratory talk that characters in bad movies are perpetually trying to convey (unsuccessfully) when they Wrinkle Their Wee Brows and say (valiantly--dutifully--after all, they didn't write it) "But, Doctor, doesn't that violate Finagle's Constant?" I staggered to the bathroom, released floods of tea, and returned to the kitchen to talk. It was professional talk. It left my grey-faced and with such concentration that I began to develop a headache. We talked about Mary Ann Evans' loss of faith, about Emily Brontรซ's isolation, about Charlotte Brontรซ's blinding cloud, about the split in Virginia Woolf's head and the split in her economic condition. We talked about Lady Murasaki, who wrote in a form that no respectable man would touch, Hroswit, a little name whose plays "may perhaps amuse myself," Miss Austen, who had no more expression in society than a firescreen or a poker. They did not all write letters, write memoirs, or go on the stage. Sappho--only an ambiguous, somewhat disagreeable name. Corinna? The teacher of Pindar. Olive Schriener, growing up on the veldt, wrote on book, married happily, and ever wrote another. Kate Chopin wrote a scandalous book and never wrote another. (Jean has written nothing.). There was M-ry Sh-ll-y who wrote you know what and Ch-rl-tt- P-rk-ns G-lm-an, who wrote one superb horror study and lots of sludge (was it sludge?) and Ph-ll-s Wh--tl-y who was black and wrote eighteenth century odes (but it was the eighteenth century) and Mrs. -nn R-dcl-ff- S-thw-rth and Mrs. G--rg- Sh-ld-n and (Miss?) G--rg-tt- H-y-r and B-rb-r- C-rtl-nd and the legion of those, who writing, write not, like the dead Miss B--l-y of the poem who was seduced into bad practices (fudging her endings) and hanged herself in her garter. The sun was going down. I was blind and stiff. It's at this point that the computer (which has run amok and eaten Los Angeles) is defeated by some scientifically transcendent version of pulling the plug; the furniture stood around unknowing (though we had just pulled out the plug) and Lady, who got restless when people talked at suck length because she couldn't understand it, stuck her head out from under the couch, looking for things to herd. We had talked for six hours, from one in the afternoon until seven; I had at that moment an impression of our act of creation so strong, so sharp, so extraordinarily vivid, that I could not believe all our talking hadn't led to something more tangible--mightn't you expect at least a little blue pyramid sitting in the middle of the floor?
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Joanna Russ (On Strike Against God)
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I think this is simultaneously the most ridiculous and most serious conversation we've ever had," I said. "I don't like Jell-O and you wear stripes, and I think that is far more offensive, but I'll still marry you despite the stripes."
I pushed myself off of the couch and went to bed. As I lay there, listening to Luke moving around the kitchen, I had to cover my mouth to keep from giggling. We just had a conversation about marriage using stripes and gelatin as a cover up for the fact that we were talking about marriage. Luke proposed through Jell-O and I accepted through stripes. The idiocy of it all had me shaking with excited, silent laughter.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
L.D. Roberts (Battleship Destroyer (Battleship Destroyer, #1))
L.D. Roberts (Battleship Destroyer (Battleship Destroyer, #1))
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Sometimes I think you're not being the best you can be,โ she started, turning her attention back to me. โSometimes it seems like you want to blend in with everyone else and be ordinary, but you're not ordinary. You stand out in a crowd, you always have. It's not that you don't fit, honey. You're just too dumb sometimes to see that you're the center piece, and the rest of us are trying to fit around you.
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L.D. Davis (Accidentally on Purpose (Accidentally on Purpose, #1))
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Rain Check
I'm a shitty typist and speller, I hunt and peck,
I wrote, "i LeFt mY sWeEtToOtH iN yOuR nEcK
oF tHe WoOdS, cOuLd YoU pLeAsE bRiNgIt BeCk."
Surprisingly, you did,
and left.
"rAiN cHeCk.
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Beryl Dov
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And even if we were able to avoid the complications that came with a sexed-up rock star, his schedule was insane enough to leave no time for friendships with the nerdy little girl from Philly that didnโt put out.
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L.D. Davis (Friction)
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It was by far the most powerful experience of my life and even though I was able to think it, I didnโt think the words could properly verbalize it. So, instead of answering him with my words, I smiled happily and pulled his face to mine for a long, appreciative kiss.
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L.D. Davis (Tethered (Accidentally on Purpose, #4))
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I felt the cold splash of guilt and fear wash over me from the lie that I had cast into our lives in that moment, separating us, unaware of the wave of consequences that would inevitably carry me away from him - leaving, in its wake, a ripple.
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L.D. Cedergreen (Ripple)
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Ethan Watters published a book called Crazy Like Us: The Globalization of the American Psyche, which details how psychiatry and psychopharmacology have collaborated to basically make the rest of the world as miserable as America,
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L.D. Green (We've Been Too Patient: Voices from Radical Mental Health--Stories and Research Challenging the Biomedical Model)
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In the domain of mental health, huge pools of data are being used to train algorithms to identify signs of mental illnessโa threat I call โsurveillance psychiatry.โ Electronic health records, data mining social networks, and even algorithmically classifying video surveillance will significantly amplify this approach. Corporations and governments are salivating at the prospect of identifying psychological vulnerability and dissent.
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L.D. Green (We've Been Too Patient: Voices from Radical Mental Health--Stories and Research Challenging the Biomedical Model)
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I had come to learn that grief was an emotion without end, marked by continual waves of loss and despair that ebbed and flowed for years, like the ocean tides.
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L.D. Goffigan (The Beast of London (Mina Murray #1))
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Students with disabilities, as soon as their disability is recognized by school officials, are placed on a separate track. They are immediately labeled by authorized (credentialed) professionals (who never themselves have experienced these labels) as LD, ED, EMH, and so on. The meaning and definition of the labels differ, but they all signify inferiority on their face. Furthermore, these students are constantly told what they can (potentially/expect to) do and what they cannot do from the very date of their labeling. This happens as a natural matter of course in the classroom. All activists I interviewed who had a disability in grade school or high school told similar kinds of horror storiesโdetention and retention, threats and insults, physical and emotional abuse.
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James I. Charlton (Nothing About Us Without Us: Disability Oppression and Empowerment)
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Say fuck the hole day, geuss what. By the end of that day you'ld achieve more happiness then if you did not ~
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Patricio Telman Chincocolo
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To introduced myself to you in this nightmare story.I'm a victim of rape on my childhood stage l'd experienced rape in my life the victim were my sibblings and community members as I told you that on my growth. My mum was upsent it were only my dad, sister and brother in my house my dad were living with heart condition desease than my mom choose to hunting work live us with dad on my toddler stage hape you imagine the situation.By telling you this I don'nt expected your pitty or. being sorry for me but I'm going somewhere I want to
speak with someone who condem,look him or herself down lost confident with same and other stuation.There's hope if l managed to survive on my situations you can to.God favoured me my introduced himself to me on my teenage stage ashored me that he love me and transformed my life mostly healed me day by day couse this situations is deep it a proccess to be heal in it l use to say it like living in fire where you need to live with God himself
in it.Why I say this? allow me to say it some sort of journey of chosen people.The reason is other people take it easy as we have different categories of help and high science source to cure this the truth is it can't why?Rape destroy the whole life of person as human divided into 3 part which is body,soul spirit as I experience it not once several times till I reach the stage where I can rescure myself by confronting the victims,shortly it spoiled my whole 3 part you see I needed my creater to rebuid me and that not heppening overnight I personally say rape victims needed. Lifesaviour and Lifeguide who is God himself to rescue and guide you in life journey course this thing is a beast that never die if you never experience it you'll never understand it thanks for your trying don't need to.what I need is your support,how? pray for me,not feeling sorry,give hope,listen me,never judge ,stop gossip rather ask the ask,allow me to take my own decisions, give me time,be partient of me,avoid to remind me my past,believe in me,be careful on showing me my weekest sport rather put me on the spot where I can see for myself, give me chance of proving myself. This is what I can do;Forgive,move on,not forget,love other people not trust them 100% ,(truely fall in love conditional),Over protective while others says I'm selfish,depend on God's hand 100%, sensetive person, enjoy my space,help others, prayful person,other people says I'm moody person when I separate myself to meet with God in his present,can think wise things and do big things,focus on something that can keep my mind busy to escape on thinking about past,fight to change, enjoy to spend time with fruitfull freinds, rocking on doing my own business, on my own space,Not easy to accept people in my space till I know him or her better,enjoy nature things,love to be me,layalt pertionate & kind person.
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Nozipho N.Maphumulo
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The Icarus Project represents a new wave of resistance, one that shifts from the ontological questions of the definition of disease and illness, to the epistemological questions of whose stories and voices are considered in the production of psychiatric knowledge.
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L.D. Green (We've Been Too Patient: Voices from Radical Mental Health--Stories and Research Challenging the Biomedical Model)
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The voice of those with โlived experienceโ can be broadly grouped into two types, depending on whether they understand their own lives within the context of the conventional medical paradigm, or in resistance to that paradigm, and it is only the first group that is well heard by society
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L.D. Green (We've Been Too Patient: Voices from Radical Mental Health--Stories and Research Challenging the Biomedical Model)
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look after us when things like this
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L.D. Lapinski (The Strangeworlds Travel Agency (Strangeworlds Travel Agency #1))
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People sometimes think that all animal experiments serve vital medical purposes and can be justified on the grounds that they relieve more suffering than they cause. This comfortable belief is mistaken. The LD50ย โ a test designed in the 1920s to find the โLethal Doseโ, or level of consumption that will make 50 percent of a sample of animals dieย โ is still used today for some purposes. It is, for example, used to test the popular anti-wrinkle treatment, Botoxยฎ Cosmetic. For this purpose, mice are given varying doses. Those given a high enough dose slowly suffocate as their respiratory muscles become paralyzed, undoubtedly after considerable suffering. These tests are not necessary to prevent human suffering: even if there were no alternative to the use of animals to test the safety of the products, it would be better to do without them, and learn to live with wrinkles, as most elderly people always have.
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Peter Singer (Practical Ethics)
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(Kyler's song about Lennon?)
Stop hiding in the darkness,
step out into the light.
The sky is filled with all these stars,
so come and kiss the night.
Infinity is waiting,
calling you by name.
The world is yours for the taking,
so take it just the same.
Shock and awe, surprise them,
those who think you're weak.
Look to the sky and chase them,
those answers that you seek.
The stars will light the sky for us,
they'll illuminate the way.
They show you how to find me,
they'll make you want to stay.
โ L.D. Crichton, All Our Broken Pieces
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L.D. Crichton (All Our Broken Pieces)