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What A Marshmallow. You Should Hold Out For Someone With A Stronger Stomach. Someone Who Laughs At The Gore That Makes Weaker Men Vomit.

It’s Not Like Love At First Sight, Really. It’s More Like… Gravity Moves. When You See Her, Suddenly It’s Not The Earth Holding You Here Anymore. She Does. And Nothing Matters More Than Her. And You Would Do Anything For Her, Be Anything For Her… You Become Whatever She Needs You To Be, Whether That’s A Protector, Or A Lover, Or A Friend, Or A Brother.

Do I Dazzle You?" I Voiced My Curiosity Impulsively, And Then The Words Were Out, And It Was Too Late To Recall Them. But Before I Had Time To Too Deeply Regret Speaking The Words Aloud, She Answered "frequently." And Her Cheeks Took On A Faint Pink Glow. I Dazzled Her. My Silent Heart Swelled With A Hope More Intense Than I Could Ever Remember Having Felt Before.

In My Dream It Was Very Dark, And What Dim Light There Was Seemed To Be Radiating From Edward's Skin. I Couldn't See His Face, Just His Back As He Walked Away From Me, Leaving Me In The Blackness. No Matter How Fast I Ran, I Couldn't Catch Up To Him; No Matter How Loud I Called, He Never Turned. Troubled, I Woke In The Middle Of The Night And Couldn't Sleep Again For What Seemed Like A Very Long Time. After That, He Was In My Dreams Nearly Every Night, But Always On The Periphery, Never Within Reach.

It's Important For Me To Be Free And Know I'm Acting For Myself. I Do Things Because I Want To, And That's Important. You Want To Be Your Own Person.