The No-Judgment Zone
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Because choosing your favorite feature on this girl is worse than Sophie’s choice. So impossible I wouldn’t dare even give it a shot.
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I could lick vanilla frosting off my roommate’s fingers, basically throw myself at him for days, and he wouldn’t think any less of me. It’s a no-judgment zone.”
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My chest feels like a glass of champagne. Bubbling, fizzing aggressively, on the verge of spilling over the edge.
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Her shoulders are shaking, and from here I can tell she’s told him something funny. My eyes narrow. What the hell does he think he’s doing, just staring at her— Finally, he returns a laugh. Yeah. He’d better laugh at her jokes. She jokes, you laugh. It’s not a hard concept.
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I have a hard time accepting that there’s a guy out there who’s worthy of my dream girl.”
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they always fought like they knew it didn’t really matter. That their love was this ultimate, untouchable thing. And that no matter how bad they fucked up, it wouldn’t change a thing between them.
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“I think if delusion had a mascot, it would be me.”
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She’s still shoe-less, in the socks I pulled off my own feet so hers wouldn’t get dirty walking around.
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Sex in love. What a fucking concept.
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“I was wrong. Slow isn’t what I want. I want everything that means you’re mine. I want everything that means I get you, from now until… For as long as I can have you.