Once she was standing by her locker and her puka shells broke and scattered and she made a joke about it but he could tell she was upset. He wanted to buy her some more. He wanted to give her a million strands of little nesting polished shells, and tropical flowers and ice creams and lemonades and a pale blue surfboard to teach her to surf on and anything else she wanted. Instead he let his checkered Vans step on one of the rolling shells and crush it. . Francesca Lia Block
Welcome to the wonderful world of jealousy, he thought. For the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistable urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex. Yippee.
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J.r. Ward
She had loved him for such a long time, she thought. How was it that she did now know him at all?
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Cassandra Clare
I love being in love, but I also love other things, like not being jealous, overly sensitive, or needy.

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Unknown
And I got out of there without punching anyone, kicking anyone, or breaking down in tears. Some days the small victories are all you achieve.
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Molly Ringle
The worst part of success is trying to find someone who is happy for you.
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Bette Midler
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What sexual preference do you hope she has?” “Happiness.” Isnt that cool?
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This was not a fearie tale. This was not the movies. This was life. It hurt more. It was excruciating. It was excruciatingly beautiful.
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