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All we get are moments, Cole. One at a time, like heartbeats. Once all of them is gone, that’s it. No do-overs. No repeats. Every moment possesses its down kind of magic and what we do with it counts. It counts
Autumn Doughton
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I can barely breathe but I think that his lips might be better than oxygen at the moment
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I have a theory that the world is broken up into two kinds of people.""Yeah?""Yep. On the one side are the people who love the Harry Pottery books and wish that they could attend Hogwarts and have Ron and Hermione for best friends and vanquish Death Eaters and He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."She's smiling at me, and she's just so fucking cute. I have to ask: "And the other side?"Aimee shrugs. "Douchebags
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When he touches me, the sky and the earth switch places
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It’s hard to say how it happens. How all of the bits of me – even the broken ones – start to tumble. I think it’s my toes that go first. Next – my legs and the hallow spaces behind my ribs. And then my arms all the way down through my wrist bones to the tips of my fingers. My lips part and I realize that this is what it feels like to fall
