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  • Ridiculous Daydreams
  • It used to be nearly impossible to escape her constant, ridiculous daydreams. I’d wished, at the time, that I could explain to her exactly what would have happened if my lips, and the teeth behind them, had gotten anywhere near her. That would have silenced those annoying fantasies. Edward Cullen, Midnight Sun
  • Pencil Stab
  • So, did you stab Edward Cullen with a pencil or what? I’ve never seen him act like that.
  • Nice to be Alone
  • It was nice to be alone, not to have to smile and look pleased; a relief to stare dejectedly out the window at the sheeting rain and let just a few tears escape.
  • Too Late
  • I told you, it doesn’t matter what you are. It’s too late.

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