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My 6th grade diary,
The bottle of wine under my bed,
The first and second Ryan,
The only Sam,
That finished pack of cigarettes,
The letter she wrote me, (more)
Sometimes it unsettled Edward how quickly this had become the norm; waking up in a bed with another person beside him, a warm breathing body that he could touch and feel. Alphonse - it's not that he didn't know where Edward disappeared to some nights, he just pretended he(more)
She had a fixated gaze on him.  The room was stifling with humid air.  She wanted to say something but he beat her to it.

"I know what you're gonna say..." He paused, "I just want you to know that I love you more than anything."

Could she trus(more)
At the same bar, someone else was watching the room. She had eyes just as green, and hair just as blonde, as the woman Leonard was trying to impersonate. But she wasn't that woman.

No, Mireille Yeuxverts was like no one else among the Jovian moons.