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Anything to keep from being the prey. Always better to hunt than be hunted.
What if you die before anything good or wonderful or amazing ever happens to you?
She`s so real
As long as you live, there’s always something waiting; and even if it’s bad, and you know it’s bad, what can you do? You can’t stop living. (Truman Capote, In Cold Blood)
restored 1968 Land Rover that Marcus and I bought from an elderly uncle. It was originally used for farmwork before it sat rusting for forty-some years, but now it’s part Jeep, part all-terrain vehicle, and one hundred percent total badass.
My dad would be proud
I turn up the song, an oldie—Justin Timberlake’s “SexyBack”
as he should
Writer (the most recommended job for people with social anxiety disorders). 5. Dog walker/trainer (see number one, above).
Haha
I am going to blind her with this fucking smile so she won’t ever be able to see my dad again.
I write it so they don’t have to. This way, there is nothing they can say about me that I haven’t said myself.
:(
“The news report said they sent him over to Cincinnati for socialization.” “What do you really think happened?” “I think they shot him.”
Subtle foreshadowing fs
You’re pretty too.”
I love how kind she is, i wanna be as good of a Christian as her
He laughs, and lines like the sun’s rays frame the corners of his eyes. “Libby Strout. I’m amazed by you. You turn the hell out of me on.”
HAHHA
at least my peers are using the Internet for something other than social media and porn.
Shes so funny
There are at least five of them, maybe more, because their parents just breed and breed.
Two hours later, when I get back in the Land Rover, it still smells like her. Sunshine.
That is so cute idc
I’m pounding on the steering wheel, and she’s got her arms in the air, and it’s the best song I’ve ever heard, and now I’m smiling at her.
And she’s smiling at me. And it’s a moment. A definite moment.
Precious
As in you liked her first. As in I like Libby Strout. Oh shit, do I?
Duh
My body might just explode into a million pieces of shimmering, glittering light.
i love how they secretly think the same
“But after I danced you to the door, I’d want to kiss you.” “You would?” “I would.” And now my heart is nowhere on earth to be found. I can see it as it bypasses the moon and the stars and goes blasting into another galaxy. “Hypothetically.” “Well then, I would let you kiss me.” “Hypothetically?” “No. Definitely.” By the time we hang up two hours later, it’s 1:46 a.m. I lie there for the rest of the night waiting for my heart to return to my chest.
Ajhhhhh
But what I hear is I will always be protective of you. I will always look after you and our daughter, the one we’re going to have together after we get married and I am loving you forever.
She more delulu than me
and take it from there.” But he might as well say I’m taking you to the moon and back, and while we’re up there, I’m going to collect the stars for you so that you can keep them.
“Yes, Richmond. There’s no way I’m taking you to one of the usual dumps in town. Not looking like that.”
Awwwww
my hands on her waist, all that woman in my arms. We’re in perfect sync, moving together, making it up as we go.
I can picture tonight like it’s already happened—Kendra’s enormous house, filled with yapping dogs no higher than your ankle, Caroline and the rest of them bitching about one thing and another, everyone drinking till they’re stupid(er).
I want to shout We still see you, Kendra! You can’t hide from the eyes of your peers! But who cares? You look great! We all look great! Our bodies are wondrous, miraculous things, and we shouldn’t ever feel ashamed of them!
And instead of thinking of five good things to say about her, I can think of a hundred.
Top 2 Things I Miss About Libby by Jack Masselin 1. The way I feel when I’m with her. Like I just swallowed the sun and it’s shooting out of every pore. 2. Everything.
Ahhhhhhh
I don’t know anyone.
Pooor thing
She brushes past so now she’s walking ahead of me, leading me away from the party, and I catch a whiff of something—sunshine.
Sunshine <3
If I was designing a home for Libby Strout, it would be exceptional. It would be one of a kind.
The way he thinks about her is just ahhhhh
I may love Libby Strout. Not just like like her. Love. As in I love her.
yayyyyy
They are like lying in the grass under the sky on a summer day. You’re blinded by the sun, but you can feel the ground beneath you, so as much as you think you could go flying off, you know you won’t. You’re warmed from the inside and from the outside, and you can still feel that warmth on your skin when you walk away.
Yall i cant this whole chapter
She has a constellation of freckles on her face that remind me of Pegasus (left cheek) and Cygnus (right cheek). 2. Her eyelashes are as long as my arm, and when she’s flirting, she does this deliberate, slow blink that knocks me off my feet. 3. Also there’s her smile. Let me tell you, it’s amazing, like it comes from the deepest part of her, a part made of blue skies and sunshine.
I want someone ro love me like this
