..., imagine a loamy earth that starts with genocide, then adds a mix of further disease, wars, hurricanes, murder, great fires, dueling, insurrection and slavery, just to name a few of the many instances of tragedy. What dark seed would take root in such a disturbed and twisted soil?
I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.
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Jess C. Scott
I was trying to make you jealous! " Simon screamed, right back. His hands were fisted at his sides. "You're so stupid, Clary. You're so stupid, can't you see anything?" She stared at him in bewilderment. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>What on earth did he mean? "Trying...
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Cassandra Clare
Do you think we can be friends?” I asked. He stared up at the ceiling. “Probably not, but we can pretend.
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Priya Ardis
Vane grabbed me. “DuLac, let’s chat.” British-speak for “Stand still while I yell at you.
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Priya Ardis
You know, considering your IQ, you're really socially retarded sometimes.
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Shannon Delany
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