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1229 pages, Online Fiction
First published January 1, 2011



I HATE THIS BOOK!
I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT IT!
I HATE ALL THE CHARACTERS!
I HATE HIM! I HATE HER!
I HATE THIS F*CKING STORY!
I HATE THE WRITING!
I HATE IT ALL WITH ALL MY BONES!
AND I HATE THAT I LOVE IT SO F*CKING MUCH!!!!!
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My heart didn't flip, flip, flutter....
my heart screamed, screamed, bloody screamed with rage!
My pulse, pulse, pulsing heart wanted kill, kill, killing-time!
My heart whispers to me that I love them, that I should stop denying myself...
but my brain pushes heart's whispering out...
My rage keeps boil, boil, boiling up!
It will only calm when I burn the paperback....




Exceptionally, brutally, beautifully realistic!
Love feels like triangles and sunrays.
It feels like a good cry and the best chocolate ever. It’s a tightness in your chest and an extra beat in your heart. Love is completeness---sappiness. Hopelessness.
It’s a feeling
Love is an indescribable, cumbersome, silly-selfish, consuming, life-changing……
Love is in the little girl with the yellow popsicle."
“Love at first sight may not apply when you’re nine and eleven, but I feel like I’ve always known she was my purpose in the truest sense of the word. My be-all, end-all."

Because love is a lot of things, but above all, love is what we make it. And we'll make this never ending.
It's going to be consuming, beautiful, and catastrophic. Be ready to see the reality of American youth at its worst.But yeah, I still wasn't ready for what was to come.
Love at first sight may not apply when you're nine and eleven, but I feel like I've always known she was my purpose in the truest sense of the word. My be-all, end-all. From the very first moment, all clear sandals and soft curls, all shy smiles in the hallway on her first day, and I sounded like such an idiot when I tried to talk to her, because somewhere inside I knew then. I knew she was incomparable.Bella is new to Forks and the first girl she meets at school is Alice, Edward's sister. Alice is the complete opposite of Bella, but opposite in the way that they complement each other.
An odd couple and an inseparable duo. That's us.Soon they become the very best friends and Bella is allowed to have sleepovers at Alice's house. Alice's family adores Bella and Bella feels like another one of their children.
She's the friend my sister needed, the daughter my mom wanted, a child my dad doesn't feel guilty about, and the fucking reason my heart beats.Bella and Edward's love starts as innocent and sweeter-than-sugar love. Bella is the most adorable kid ever, wearing Mary Jane shoes and cute pink dresses, eating Banana Popsicles and wearing snow boots to make her feel strong. She is princess-pie and Edward is nothing but a troublemaker starting from day one. She knows she should stay away from him, but the pull is too strong to ignore. One night, when Alice is already asleep, Bella finds herself knocking on Edward's bedroom door. And that's that. That's when the train starts moving towards its wreck. That's where their secretive, star-crossed love starts.
I'm burying myself in a bigger hole each time I'm with him, but I can't help myself.Initially, it's very innocent, but as the years go by and kids turn into teenagers, things start to become more complicated and messy. Real life gets in the way of true love.
Everything just gets more distorted and more difficult the older we get.Bella's parents are overly protective and keep her sheltered way too much. They have babied her her whole life and kept her innocent and ignorant to the bad things in life. Edward's parents are the complete opposite. They are very lenient and don't give a shit when 13 year old kids get high in their kitchen. Bella uses her sleepovers with Alice to get away from the suffocating hold her parents have on her. However, she was never ready to grow up as fast as she did with Edward. Her relationship with him took away her innocence and turned her into a liar.
I'm the screw-up and she's the liar, and that's fine as long as we're together.This relationship is straight out dysfunctional, but it's undeniable. It's something neither of them can walk away from. It's inevitable.
Our relationship is so fucked up. I feel like I'm detoriating from the inside out. I can feel myself hardening because of our status. Love is not supposed to be like this, yet, this is all I know and want.They love too big, but they're both so young and make so many stupid choices. They both screw up and make things go from bad to worse. I honestly didn't know where this was going, because someone or something had to give.
Our love is fucked up and bleeding, but it's the most precious thing in my entire life.
It's like we're constantly pulling a rope; we can never tug at the same time.Edward was on a path of self-destruction and he was dragging Bella along with him. His fuck-ups were desperate cries for attention, but not even his parents gave a shit about what he did. He was constantly looking for things to lose himself in. The only good thing in his life was Bella. She was his softer-side, he was her monster. They were star-crossed and impossible, but impossible to ignore all at the same time.
We've driven head first into this calamity of fucked-up, and I don't ever see us rising to the surface.
The truth is, I love a boy who can't get his shit together for anything, but without him I can't breathe. Edward is love to me. Something inside me deeper than my blood and stronger than my heart, needs him and has us forever connected.Even though I spent the first 40% hating Edward, the next 40% hating Bella and the last 20% crying, I loved both of them with all my heart. The characters were only kids trying to grow up too fast. I couldn't really blame them for the decisions they made, because there was no one to guide them. Even though high school wasn't that long ago for me (like three years), reading Dusty made me feel so glad that it was over. It was such a realistic portrayal of today's youth. And let's not forget the roles the parents play in all this. The Sluts, the Boys, Alice, Edward, Bella, all had parents that screwed them up in their own way.
Apart we are small and weak. We are flawed and selfish. We're limited in our perceptions and abilities, but soul-love is unmeasurable and all-powerful. Together this way, we're perfect and incorruptible.
My parents care too much, Victoria's don't care enough, Kim's are afraid to displease her, and Alice and Edward's lead with guilty consciences. We're all completely different and screwed up in our own little ways.The high school bathroom conversations, gossiping, lying, deceiving, partying, hating, loving, it's all in this book. We meet Bella when she's 9 and the book ends when she's almost 18. Those are the most crucial years of our youth and reading nine years of Bella and Edward's lives left me feeling completely emotionally drained and begging for more. It's somewhere around 1,000 pages but so worth it and still not enough. I haven't wanted to read anything else since finishing.
I start and end with Bliss.


“I think about how we’re too little, too young, too clumsy and messed up for this love, and I know it doesn't matter. Giving this up isn't anywhere even near the realm of possible. He’s in my soul, and I’m in his. I have no idea what souls are made of, but his and mine are the same.”

"This is a crazy love."
Edward
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“She's my softer-side, and I'm her motherf*cking monster.”
Bella![]()
“I feel so safe when I'm with him, I know he would protect me with his life, from anyone and anything, but he can't he doesn't protect me from himself".”
Consuming
Addictive
Destroying
Obsessive
Star-crossed
Forbidden

“Love is an indescribable, cumbersome, silly-selfish, consuming, life-changing, goosebump-making, knowing-all-the-words-to-the-song exciting, I-can't-think-straight-without-him overwhelming, sigh-swooning, laugh-out-loud-for-no-reason anxious, fun, rule-causing, jealousy-inducing, leg-kicking, dream-giving, wonderful, filling, shake-trembling, wonder-where-you-are-always obsessive, necessary, requiring, joyful-flow.”


"Love did this. Love made us this way."

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"Love.
Fucking love.
Love feels like tingles and sun-rays.
It feels like a good cry and the best chocolate ever. It's a tightness in your chest and an extra beat of your heart. Love is completeness - sappiness. Hopelessness."
"Love is all that other stuff, but love is also heart-ripping, reality-checking, mad-like-crazy, hurt-like-impossible, throat-clenching, eye-burning, soul-taking, mean, torturous, spiteful, conditional - so, so conditional.."
"Love at first sight may not apply when you're nine and eleven, but I feel like I've always known she was my purpose in the truest sense of the word. My be-all, end-all...I knew before she climbed in, that she was the reason I was born and breathed and grew. I knew that whatever connected us was powerful and permanent, and impossible to contend with..."
"Loving Edward is being always high-risk and misinformed. It's returning love despite knowing better, because I cannot love without him.
Love is skewed and canted. Love is obsessive and abusive and not any good, but it's mine."
Our love is not perfect. Our love is fucked up and bleeding, but it's the most precious thing in my entire life.
I feel small compared to the force of our love, like it could swallow me whole.

Maybe we're both too little for this love. Maybe we're both too young, too clumsy for it. Maybe neither one of us know how to hold this love yet.
He smiles my favorite smile and watches my eyes. "Of course I love you, Bliss." I feel my lip and my eyelids both open a little bit wider. His voice is soft and kind, but he's really asking: "Don't you love me?"
I'm thankful for you, Bliss. I miss you. You should be here next to me.
"Did you get my voice mails?" He asks, shuffling like he's getting out of bed. "Yes." "Ignore the bad ones, but pay extra attention to the ones where I say I love you and I need you and I want you and please stop breaking my heart."
I hate her more than anything else. She's the other girl, his bitch on the side … she's the lipstick on his collar. And she makes him so fucking unpredictable.
"Let me show you how loved you are," Edward whispers, burning me up. "I'll love you with everything I have every single day."
Do you have any idea how beautiful you are, B? How perfect in every way?" He whispers, touching his lips to my cheek.
I'm no good for her. I'm all wrong. But we're right.
"Love is battling cocaine for love's attention".

"Love is supposed to be loyal. Love is always supposed to answer. But Love is love's traitor"

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