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1 " The number of people who believe a thing has no bearing upon its truth. "
― Marie Sexton , Promises (Coda Books, #1)
2 " Jared?” His fingers were playing gently in my curls. “Yes?” I was more than halfway asleep, perfectly warm and content, back in my own bed. With him. “Say it for me.” “You’re heavy.” “No.” “You’re a manipulative bastard.” “No.” He was laughing. “You’re right.” He gave one hard tug on my hair. “That’s not it either.” “I love you?” He sighed contentedly. “That’s the one. "
3 " I loved him. It was a painful realization - so painful that it took my breath away - discovering that I was totally in love with this man who would never love me back. "
4 " We walked in the door, and I was stunned by the sterile emptiness of the place. Most of the tiny living room was taken up by one of those giant strength-building home gyms you see on TV. In addition to that, there was one metal folding chair, an old wooden end table (being used as a coffee table, in front of the one chair), and a TV sitting on a milk crate. And it was the cleanest bachelor pad I had ever seen. “Wow. Nice place. The prison cell motif is really working for you. Very feng shui. "
5 " you can’t control what others think. The only thing you can control is yourself. Some people will look down on you for your choices in life, no matter what they are. You can’t do anything about that. The only thing you can do is decide how to live your own life. And to hell with everybody else. "
6 " I have a sudden urge to pitch a tent in the back yard tonight. "
7 " Jared?" His fingers were playing gently on my curls."Yes?" I was more than halfway asleep, perfectly warm, back in my own bed. With him."Say it for me.""You're heavy.""No.""You're a manipulative bastard.""No." He was laughing."You're right."He gave one hard tug on my hair."That's not it either.""I love you?"He sighed contentedly. "That's the one. "
8 " Everybody wants something, and everybody expects something. They never ask how I'm doing or if I'm happy. They don't ask what I want. "
9 " None of them even know who they are. They're just acting out their roles. Being what their parents made them. Always trying to be what's expected. It's exhausting. "
10 " Our one employee came warily out of the back. He was always skittish with me, and if Lizzy wasn't around, he made a point of keeping his distance. I think he was expecting me to make a pass at him. He was seventeen, had stringy black hair,bad skin, and probably weighed a buck five soaked wet. I didn't have the heart to tell him he wasn't my type. "
11 " Why is it their business? They expect me to go sit at their fucking picnic—alone—and watch them with their happy fucking little families, and I’m supposed to pretend like the one person in this town I give a damn about doesn’t even exist?” “Uh….” I couldn’t really think of anything to say to that. I couldn’t believe that he had said any of it and was pretty sure he wouldn’t have on any normal day. But it didn’t matter. He was still talking, and the pull on the back of my head had resumed. "
