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“What color are your panties?"
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me."
"Why?"
"Baby, if I'm going to take you into a room full of men wearing that dress, I'm damn well going to be the only one who knows the color of your panties.”
― Tessa Bailey, Protecting What's His

“I didn't know that teenagers didn't usually fall into that kind of love, or that there was anything unusual about us at all. I just knew that she felt like air to me.”
― Adrienne Young, Spells for Forgetting

“Eventually, you deal with something for long enough that it becomes such an intrinsic part of you, and you can't imagine yourself without it. You accept it, maybe because you think you deserve it but also because you're scared that if you tried to change it, it wouldn't work. It feels easier to live in that somber place because you don't know who you are otherwise, and you're worried about putting in all that effort without a guaranteed outcome.”
― Rachel Lynn Solomon, Weather Girl

“I'd been in love with August Salt since before I knew what the words meant. I don't know when it happened - the narrow space between seconds, when a spark like the birth of a hundred stars found a home in my blood. Since then, every day had been colored with the glittering light of it dragging me in its wake, pulling me beneath its surface. And I didn't care. If this was what it was like to drown, then for the rest of my life, I didn't want to take another sip of air.”
― Adrienne Young, Spells for Forgetting