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And there was my most prized possession: a framed oil painting of Edward Cullen on the wall above the sink, sparkly and magnificent as he gazed moodily into the middle distance. (I didn’t care what Frederick thought about Twilight. I fucking loved Edward Cullen. To be able to read minds? Epic.
Even when I’d been able to drink beer, I remembered it tasting like unwashed asshole.
I’m dead 💀-
She smiled at me, so warm and genuine it felt like the sun emerging after a century of slumber, and Hades help me, I was lost.
“The truth is, I quite like making you happy.”
“But for you, I would brave a blizzard just to see you smile.”
“The problem with young people is not that they’re lazy. It’s that they think they have unlimited time. So they postpone the fun parts of life thinking they can get to those later. Only at the end do they realize how badly they squandered…well. Everything.”
If her eyes had been open, she’d have seen it written all over my face just how desperately I was falling for her.
“He also said that leaving you when he did is one of the hardest things he’s ever done. He placed special emphasis on the word hardest, but out of concern for my own sanity, I refuse to analyze why that might be.”
I haven’t made love to her yet and I REALLY want to. (I think she would enjoy it tbh) I would devote the rest of my existence to making her happy and I think (???) she would enjoy that Continued proximity to a real live historian (her dad)
Dating her and then losing her might break what’s left of my heart
Reggie let out a quiet moan. “You’re so hot when you talk taxes,” he breathed.
On some level at least, I knew I shouldn’t find Reggie’s fierce protectiveness as hot as I did. But I was too stunned and terrified by what was happening to care.
