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    Acting like you don't care is not letting it go.

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    If you beat metal long enough, it turns to steel.

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    It's the moment when you know that you can have what you want if you're only brave enough to say so. It's a split second when everything can change, but you pussy out because you're too afraid to risk the rejection.

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    I want to feel what’s mine. What’s always been mine.

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    Maybe that's the thing I'd been missing about love. You don't withhold it or partition it out when it's deserved. You can't control it like that.

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    The point is some people think they have a leading role when, really, they're just supporting cast.

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    There are times when we can blame a situation on others, but we own our reactions to them. There comes a point where we are the ones responsible for our choices and excuses don’t carry weight anymore.

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    A man who stands in front of a woman does nothing more that block her view. She needs a man standing next to her.

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    But breaking was beautiful. It hurt, and it was an uphill climb back to sanity, but you came back stronger, fiercer, and more solid than you were before. Tate had obviously been through it, I had, and eventually so would K.C., I thought.

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    But I found out that they were part of a façade that he adopted. When the clothes came off, so did Madoc’s mask. At night when he’d hang out in just jeans and nothing else, it was like I was seeing an entirely different guy. Strong. Powerful. Mine.

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    But that was two years ago. She wasn’t sexy to me anymore. Now she was lethal.

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    But we were different now. I wanted only his pain, and judging from the girl he’d come home with last night, Madoc was still the same. A user.

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    Dip your toe in every ocean and try everything and anything.

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    For all intents and purposes, he was a fun guy.

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    Gotta love a woman that can hand you your own ass.

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    Guys didn’t like their cars messed with. And I didn’t like being messed with, so I guessed we were even.

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    He's a reminder of what I want to feel everyday, whether it's with him or on my own. He's taught me that who I am when I'm with him feels too good to sacrifice for the approval of everyone else. The way I dress, the guys I talk to, the games I play... it's all plastic, and when I'm with him, I'm gold.

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    He was here. We were alone. We were angry. Déjà vu.

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    He was soft and slow, gentle and attentive. Possessive.

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    I always wish for the same thing, and every day it comes true.

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    I bite my bottom lip, trying not to cry. I never cry in front of them.

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    I call it the “Fuck up, own up, and get up” policy. Make a mistake, admit it, and move on. We all screw up, but a man solves his problems. He doesn’t make them worse.

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    I can’t change the past, Tate. I wish I could, because I’d go back and relive every day that I existed without you, and I’d make sure that you smiled.” My eyes burned with regret, and I saw the pools in her beautiful blues, too. “Every minute of my future belongs to you.

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    I have no life there if you're not in it. You're part of everything good I've ever done, Ryen. Please.

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    I knew exactly how I felt about Madoc. And I knew why I felt that way. I hated him. I hated what he did to me. But why in the hell did he hate me?

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    I’ll do anything to be good for you, Tate.” “Anything, baby,” I promised. “Anything?” she laughed out, her eyes bright with happiness and love. “Have you ever considered a nipple piercing?

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    I'm going to hell. I'm pretty sure she'd going to drag me there herself.

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    I'm going to hell. I'm pretty sure she's going to drag me there herself.

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    I read once that the best thing that can happen to a woman is to get her heart broken. Before that, she has no real sense of herself. No real sense of pain, because only in love does she know what it’s like to find the one thing that gives her breath and then to lose it. After that she knows she can survive. No matter what relationships come and go, she can count on herself to pull through, and although it hurts, the break is necessary.

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    It’s just you, Little Monster. Own it or it will own you.

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    I’ve wanted everything in my life to change for so long, and when it’s finally about to, my urge to escape slows down. I think that’s why people stay unhappy for so long, you know? Miserable or not, it’s easier to stick with what’s familiar. Do you notice that, too? How all of us just want to get through life as quickly and as easily as possible? And even though we know that without risk there’s no reward, we’re still so scared to chance it?

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    I wanted him angry and out of his mind. I wanted to trap him.

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    Longing, because I miss her. I miss talking to her as me. Lust greater than I've ever known, because we're like this, it's the only time she softens and changes and gives me an inch, and it's a need that's in my head just as much as my body. It keeps me on my toes.

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    Madoc has a winning personality, and he’s hot. But Jared is just hot. At least Madoc has more going for him. Was she on a mission from God to reform assholes?

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    Madoc has no idea who he is.

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    Madoc was always calm, after all. So calm all the damn time growing up. He didn’t shout or show his anger until he’d had enough. And you never knew exactly when that was going to be. That was the scary part about him.

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    Misha, my best friend who got me into bed and fucked me with a lie.

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    My attitude. It’s what I fed off of as well. It’s what made people like me.

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    My eyes burn with tears, and I'm so tired. So tired of holding back everything I feel and want to say. So tired of being someone I'm not and making mistakes that I didn't have any fun making.

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    No one else can make you happy, and putting that expectation on the other will doom both of you. You don't look at someone and say, "You can make my life better." You look at someone and say, " I can make your life better." Be a blessing, not a burden.

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    Oh baby", Madoc groaned to the girl next to him. "Snickers ain't the only thing king sized.

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    Oh, shit!” My breath caught as I slid, and I stupidly kept my weight on Tate, which was too much for her. Backward I fell and into my lap she stumbled. We slammed to the floor, hitting the wood hard. I’d probably bruised every damn inch of my ass, but Tate was cool. She landed on me. That was cool for me, too.

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    People will think what they want to think, not because they believe they are right, but because it’s in their nature to maintain that they are. By defending yourself, you feed the appetite for drama. By not, you’ve ended the conversation. You. Not them

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    She can be a nightmare, but this still feels better than any dream.

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    She’d look at me, and I’d stop dead in my tracks, never wanting to leave that moment. Do you know what that’s like?” I scanned the audience. “Day in and day out, you’re thrilled to be alive and experience a million moments of love and happiness that constantly compete with each other. Every day was better than the last.

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    Sometimes I wondered if the angels talked to get me to behave or to entice the devil to come out to play.

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    Sometimes I wore smiles but didn’t feel them. Sometimes I felt them and didn’t wear them. I didn’t want her to know how much I craved this. I bit my bottom lip.

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    Tell me I’m crazy for thinking you’re holding back from me as much as I’m hiding you.

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    The closer you got to anything beautiful, the less beautiful it became. Allure was in the mystery, not the appearance.

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    The first thing that came to mind was an angel. Her hair flowing and shiny. Her legs dangling, long and smooth. She looked perfect where she was, like a painting. And then I remembered that Satan was also an angel.