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We’ve both been broken, we’ve both been defeated and jaded and we’ve both cried uncontrollably, but we’ve always managed to get back on our feet.
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And so he drives until he finds them.
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149331
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There’s no training course available for kids in love. You can watch your parents, you can watch other kids, but for the most part it’s all trial and error, and I'm still pretty shaky at almost all of it.
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127311
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Right away, like toadstools, there were crackpot theories. The first: that kids out on the lake dock, against fire department warnings...
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126100
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The tsunami started, ironically enough, with a phone call.
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101842
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By lunch:
The dryer is an F-5 dervish of mismatched socks, blue jeans and your yellowing college T's, lovingly held onto. For a moment there is a comforting warmth and softness to their smell. In the debris strewn landscape of the living room a carcass
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103900
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She once told me that cleanliness is next to godliness, but I think everything is next to godliness, if you care enough to pay attention.
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6600
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In wave after wave, everything known and familiar disappears under the onslaught of water....
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If I go out by way of a knitting needle, I’ll be mighty pissed.
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1900
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Mario hadn’t realized how dull parties looked to a cold sober eye. He had decided that tonight he wouldn’t drink, that instead he would watch everyone else behave like asses.
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5521
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In a way her eyes scared me – sometimes an electrical current would peak in her pupils, a jolt from the pain she held at her core like a fortuneteller holding a crystal ball. In these moments she was both vulnerable and terrifying.
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“Little Pig, Little Pig, Let me in.” One of them yelled out from behind the door. The wolves always loved to taunt him, itched for any chance they could get to fight.
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We were a perfect match of broken pieces of flesh and cobalt. We moved in waves of couch plastic crinkling and clicking.
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He lost his patience and began ranting and raving, angry that he had to come home every night and feel like he was being smothered by a pillow. “I can’t make it stop,” she said. “I can’t make myself stop feeling this way.”
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“Who says?” she purred in reply
“They all do” he countered smiling , chewing on an ice cube
“All of them, huh?”
She leaned forward, raising a wicked left eyebrow and whispered,
“And just who are they, anyway?”
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