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1 " I’m pretty sure my stomach has a sliver in it from rubbing up against my backbone, so back off, bitch. "
― H.J. Bellus , Tripp (My Way, #2)
2 " Don’t you dare ever give up on your hopes and dreams…Be Brave and hold onto your courage now & forever.” ~HJ Bellus "
3 " Lacey walked around the corner. “Hey, Tripp. Let me give you a hand so we can get this raging fucktard out of the house ASAP.” She bent down, grabbed two suitcases, and trotted down the stairs without hesitation. My dad’s jaw dropped. I had never stood up to him or talked back to him. Lacey just put him in his place and bounced down the stairs with no fucking care or fear. "
4 " The mile counter on the treadmill hit six miles and I surrendered. I turned off the machine and slumped into a hot, sweaty pile on the floor. “What’s wrong, Lace?” “I hate you, that’s what’s fucking wrong, you stupid douchebag!” He just started chuckling and continued to run for the next hour. I didn’t move from my spread eagle position on the ground. I didn’t care that people had to step over me to get to the rows of treadmills and other gym equipment. They could go fuck themselves if they had a problem with it "