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Ari points out, because for some reason, other people’s problems always seem obviously fixable.
“Radhya tells me to delete all that stuff but sometimes I find it comforting? The tangible artifacts of happiness.
Immediately my brain goes to lyrics from ICDIWABH
“I think that’s the title of my memoir: Hoping the Vibrators Help, But Actually Kind of Starving: The Arianna Sloane Story.”
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The left side of her mouth curves into a tiny smile, forming a dimple. He hadn’t noticed before that she has the kind of hazel eyes that seem to change color depending on the time of day. Josh finds himself taking new mental snapshots to augment the ones that have stubbornly refused to fade.
He narrows his eyes. “All this moping over a woman who used to tell people she conjured you out of Manic Panic, nipple piercings, and secondhand bong vapor?” “That’s basically a compliment.”
Lmaoooo
“I guess…I like being with you more than I like being by myself.” She takes a deep breath and glances up. Josh has this way of focusing on her face. There’s a potency to it. “Why did you come?”
Awe vuknerability is so hot
“You pick out items that are normal on their own but could be sexual in the right context. When you buy them together, it looks like you’re preparing for a low-budget kink scene. Like”—she squeezes her eyes shut for a moment—“clothespins and a jump rope.” “No.” “Yes,” she insists. “I challenge you to a pervertables duel. Hamilton versus Burr.”
Hahahahha
Three minutes, twenty seconds, and two incoherent shouted verses of “My Shot” later, Ari sprints to the register, where Josh has been waiting patiently with his basket.
I want to be her friend
“I have friends.” Rad takes the seat next to her. “No one makes new friends after a breakup. It’s hard enough to be likable when you’re actually happy.”
Lol
“How long have you lived here?” Josh shouts from behind her as she slows to a stop. “This is why you should never jump in a leaf pile in Central Park. Anything could be under there.” “I’ll never get used to the rats.” “Rats are the real New Yorkers,”
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“I-I’m not even sure I wanted to get married. I did it for her. She wanted that official commitment. Somebody loved me and I was finally on the inside of this circle.” Her breathing stutters and the sentences come out in a torrent. “I tried to be what she w-wanted because it felt so good when she was happy with me. All that bullshit about anarchy and demolishing hierarchy had nothing to do with it. She just didn’t want me anymore.” She chokes on a sob. “I hate myself for it. I’m s-so lonely and I don’t want to cry about it because if I let myself cry, I won’t stop. I know i-it wasn’t working,
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SAD
“You’re the only person I’m nice to. If you weren’t around, I’d have no redeeming qualities.”
Heh
Her breath hitches as Josh’s nose brushes behind her ear, followed by his lips. He pulls her hair again, this time to the right for better access to her neck. Her whole body shivers as his mouth passes over a thousand tiny nerve endings, all of them firing at once.
hot
THREE HOURS MUST go by while Briar and Gabe gleefully debate the finer points of Taylor Swift’s Folklore and gossip about actors Josh has never heard of.
Reall
“Ari, when someone offers you a boost, take it. I mentor the young women in my office.” She applies a fresh coat of color to her lips. “Encourage them to seize every opportunity, the same way a man would.”
We love a grls girl
Everyone needed something from me. But I couldn’t live a life where my only purpose was to make theirs more manageable. You can’t just wait around, letting things happen to you.”
*Snaps*
Josh nods and holds her face in his hands, tilting her chin up in a way that makes her automatically part her lips. But instead of going in for the kiss, he closes his eyes, and touches his forehead to hers.
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Maybe there’s no such thing as soulmates. Maybe there are only people who trust each other enough to begin something without being assured of the end.
