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So, You’re Hitting On Clare The Fair.” “i’m Not Hitting On Her. I’m Exploring The Possibility Of Seeing Her On Social Terms.” “he’s Hitting On Her,” Owen Said Around A Mouthful Of Chips. “you’ve Still Got That Thing You Had For Her Back In High School. Are You Still Writing Bad Song Lyrics About Heartbreak?” “suck Me. And They Weren’t That Bad.” “yeah, They Were,” Ryder Disagreed. “but At Least Now We Don’t Have To Listen To You Playing Your Keyboard And Howling Them Down The Hall.

I Can't Say I Cared Much For You When I First Came Back. There's That Crappy Attitude Of Yours, And You're Ugly, But You Kind Of Grow On A Guy." Immensely Cheered, Seth Snickered. "you're Uglier." "i'm Bigger, I'm Entitled. So I Guess I'll Hang Around To See If You Get Any Prettier As Time Goes On." "i Didn't Really Want You To Go," Seth Said Under His Breath After A Long Moment. It Was The Closest He Could Get To Speaking His Heart. "i Know.

I Wouldn't Waste A Day, Not An Hour, Not A Moment. Take What You Want And Damn Caution. Live, Enjoy. Feed Ravenously. Or The Biggest Regret You'll Have At The End Of Your Life Is Wasted Time.

I Feel Something For You, Some Dangerous Thing, Some Volatile Thing.

She Walked With A Ghost Of Herself, One Full Of Potential And Possibility. One Who Was Fearless. Where Had That Girl Gone?