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He's seen me at my stray dog lowest and still he stood behind me, did everything he could to help me. He saw the future I could have before I even wanted it for myself, and he was the one to push me towards it. That's faith. Growing up, I thought faith was about believing Jesus died for us and that if I held on to that, I'd get to meet him when I died too. But faith doesn't mean that to me anymore. Now it means someone seeing something in you that you've never seen in yourself, and not giving up until you see it too. I want that. I miss that.

She tasted of coffee and day old poetry.

She couldn__ get any farther away inside from her skin. She couldn__ get away.

Spackle!_ Manchee barks, tho he__ too chicken to attack now that I__e held back. __packle! Spackle! Spackle!___hut up, Manchee,_ I say.__pack

And it was always the stories that needed the telling that gave us the rope we could cross any river with. They balanced us high above any crevasse. They made us be natural acrobats. They made us brave. They met us well. They changed us. It was in their nature to.

You know, there's no more dangerous creature on Earth than the teenage girl.

once,a boy told a girl : i will stay with you forever, little did she know that his forever is only three months because..he died of cancer!

I fell for her in summer, my lovely summer girl,From summer she is made, my lovely summer girl,I__ love to spend a winter with my lovely summer girl,But I__ never warm enough for my lovely summer girl,It__ summer when she smiles, I__ laughing like a child,It__ the summer of our lives; we__l contain it for a whileShe holds the heat, the breeze of summer in the circle of her handI__ be happy with this summer if it__ all we ever had.

dark say:berthenia bellenever forgetthe tongue hid name

It will be interesting to find out something about her that no one else knew.

As for Gus, he had come to Haddan with no appreciation for the human race and no expectations of his fellow man. He was full ready to confront contempt; he'd been beleaguered and insulted often enough to have learned to ignore anything with a heartbeat. Still, every once in a while he made an exception, as he did with Carlin Leander. He appreciated everything about Carlin and lived for the hour when they left their books and sneaked off to the graveyard. Not even the crow nesting in the elm tree could dissuade him from his mission, for when he was beside Carlin, Gus acquired a strange optimism; in the light of her radiance the rest of the world began to shine. For a brief time, bad faith and human weakness could be forgotten or, at the very least, temporarily ignored. When it came time to go back to their rooms, Gus followed on the path, holding on to each moment, trying his best to stretch out time. Standing in the shadows of the rose arbor in order to watch Carlin climb back up the fire escape at St. Anne's, his heart ached. He could tell he was going to be devastated, and yet he was already powerless. Carlin always turned and waved before she stepped through her window and Gus Pierce always waved back, like a common fool, an idiot of a boy who would have done anything to please her.

It's because she doesn't love being lonely. When a girl loses her virginity, though, it may hurt, but it's real. It might be the realest, most private thing you could ever see in another person. You wonder who she'll be in that moment, when you finally get past all the pretend.

I drag my world where I belong...Lost in the oubliette of conscious I hide from the murkiest of shadowsGenerate hope amidst fear And dewdrops amidst rain My tears don__ carry the burden of pain By taking the draperies of fate along In desire of meeting my beloved in chaos I drag my world where I belong...

She wasn't blotto, she was plotting.

I can be a stupid girl inside of a crazy woman at times over you. If I weren__, you should be worried! We all do stupid shit. I might as well be a fool for someone worth it.

But it was too late. I was down the steps and out the door, where the warm night air almost felt like forgiveness.

That was how I met her, in a bar in Saint-Germain-des-Prés, she was drinking and watching, and that was why I liked her, I thought she would be fun to have fun with.

There is strong. There is Army Strong. And then there is Army Wife Strong.