My girlfriend is sad and quiet and keeps me up all night worrying about her.
Maybe I’m some sort of perverted cartoon-sexual.
He didn’t laugh when he thought something was funny–he laughed when he was happy.
The ultimate act of heroism shouldn’t be death.
(Or maybe she was just more afraid of being like everyone else.)
I didn’t know love could leave the lights on all the time.
Her heart leapt out to him before she could stop it.
He liked being near that, that kind of brave and crazy.
You are very kind,” he said. “Very wrong, but very kind.
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