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“I think that I'm thinking in something you're thinking,
My thinking is addicting and is becoming in thinking.
This quoting doesn't make anying sensing.
Mying braining ising confusing.
Ming Crushing Ing Loveing,
Ing don'ting knowing thing personing evening,
The problem is that we think... funny thing!
Making nothing of something,
Than something of nothing!”
―
My thinking is addicting and is becoming in thinking.
This quoting doesn't make anying sensing.
Mying braining ising confusing.
Ming Crushing Ing Loveing,
Ing don'ting knowing thing personing evening,
The problem is that we think... funny thing!
Making nothing of something,
Than something of nothing!”
―
“She was a ray of sunshine, a warm summer rain, a bright fire on a cold winter’s day, and now she could be dead because she had tried to save the man she loved.”
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“This is Obi-Wan Kenobi:
A phenomenal pilot who doesn’t like to fly. A devastating warrior who’d rather not fight. A negotiator without peer who frankly prefers to sit alone in a quiet cave and meditate.”
― Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith
A phenomenal pilot who doesn’t like to fly. A devastating warrior who’d rather not fight. A negotiator without peer who frankly prefers to sit alone in a quiet cave and meditate.”
― Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith
“Our eyes meet, and something dangerous sparks.
He hates you, I remind myself.
“Kiss me again,” he says, drunk and foolish. “Kiss me until I am sick of it.”
I feel those words, feel them like a kick to the stomach. He sees my expression and laughs, a sound full of mockery. I can’t tell which of us he’s laughing at.
He hates you. Even if he wants you, he hates you.
Maybe he hates you the more for it.
After a moment, his eyes flutter closed. His voice falls to a whisper, as though he’s talking to himself. “If you’re the sickness, I suppose you can’t also be the cure.”
He drifts off to sleep, but I am wide awake.”
― The Wicked King
He hates you, I remind myself.
“Kiss me again,” he says, drunk and foolish. “Kiss me until I am sick of it.”
I feel those words, feel them like a kick to the stomach. He sees my expression and laughs, a sound full of mockery. I can’t tell which of us he’s laughing at.
He hates you. Even if he wants you, he hates you.
Maybe he hates you the more for it.
After a moment, his eyes flutter closed. His voice falls to a whisper, as though he’s talking to himself. “If you’re the sickness, I suppose you can’t also be the cure.”
He drifts off to sleep, but I am wide awake.”
― The Wicked King
“I’ve never had a violent bone in my body. Devious, sure. But sinister, never. I’ve always been the calm one; the rational one.”
― Perfectly Fractured (The Imperfect, #1).
― Perfectly Fractured (The Imperfect, #1).
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