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the avons would have sunk to any form of depravity to keep hold of weavingshaw. they consider it the house of their blood.

happiness is so hard to come by. i don’t understand why anyone would begrudge anyone else for managing to find some of it.

But now, looking at herself, she was puzzled. Who was she? A Hispanic girl named for her mother’s Welsh best friend in college. A hunter-slayer of vampires who had kitten canines, a vampire twin, and whose group of friends include Stefan, a vampire, Elena, an ex-vampire-and possibly another vampire, although she was extremely hesitant to call Damon a friend.

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i want to make up for every day of every year i spent fighting with her instead of loving her. lately, it's been seeming like she feels the same way too.

i loved the woman i met in apartment B4, but i think i love you a little bit more

and i wonder for a moment why i have spent all my time worried about losing things, when there is so much here

normal people, sally rooney