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I reveled in solitude. If Lily wanted to believe there was a somebody out there just for her, I wanted to believe that I could be somebody in here just for me.
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Rachel Cohn David Levithan |
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2a3d639
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Jealousy hot flashes through my body, a thunderbolt crashing through.
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Rachel Cohn |
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77a90a1
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From a distance, a clone's luminous eyes are meant to draw in humans and make them feel safe. Up close, the eyes appear hollow. Because of that, humans tend not to look into our eyes too closely, which I've been told is socially preferable, as eyes without souls behind them can be frightening.
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soul
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Rachel Cohn |
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385bc78
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I want to be the girl Zhara once was. Hellbeast Maybe I am, already. I go to Astrid's drawer. I take: her knife. In the siding of the drawer, I notice her scrawl carved into the wood. She wrote: To open the blind eyes, to bring out the prisoners from the prison, and them that sit in darkness out of the prison house. --Isaiah 42:7 Amen, sister. Someone should pay for their sins.
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Rachel Cohn |
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9a21415
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The Secret tactic of a good hard bargainer is know when to compromise. For instance.
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Rachel Cohn |
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28388aa
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I wanted to live inside it, not write in it.
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Rachel Cohn |
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bf8008c
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She was laughing at something Dov was saying to her, but she was looking at me, like he was the distraction and I was the conversation.
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Rachel Cohn |
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235d7aa
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I knew she was leaving. I knew we were never going to date long-distance. I knew that we wouldn't have been able to be like this back when were were dating, so there was no use in regretting what hadn't happened. I suspected that what happens in hotel rooms rarely lasts outside of them. I suspected that when something was a beginning and an ending at the same time, that meant it could only exist in the present... ..It was snowing outside, ..
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Rachel Cohn |
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ba4b395
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This is the funny thing about New York - there are so many things to do at all times of the day, but there are still moments when you have no idea which of them to do, and feel extra silly because you know there has to be something out there for you to do; your mind just hasn't found it yet.
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Rachel Cohn |
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5e5a643
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There's an alone that calls out for rescue--but this appeared to be an alone that wanted to be left alone.
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Rachel Cohn |
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7c29394
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We will go Awful and die together. But we will do it as free Betas. Not as puppets of the humans.
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Rachel Cohn |
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c325d9d
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the infinite Manhattan night.
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Rachel Cohn |
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13af51c
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All the librarians turned their heads to me in a collective shush. "I'm afraid you have to survive library school, put up with the general public on a daily basis, and endure several years of budget cuts in order to deserve these drinks," Chris told me kindly. "But someday, Dash, all this will be yours! We know how to spot 'em, and you're a young, temporarily one-eyed librarian in the rough!"
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Rachel Cohn |
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1eb9694
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My brother, Langston, said, "Lily, you don't understand because you've never been in love. If you had a boyfriend, you'd understand." Langston has a new boyfriend and all I understand from that is a sorry state of co-dependence."
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relationships
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Rachel Cohn |
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832290f
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I always think of each night as a song. Or each moment as a song. But now I'm seeing we don't live in a single song. We move from song to song, from lyric to lyric, from chord to chord. There is no ending here. It's an infinite playlist.
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Rachel Cohn |
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43c01a7
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Her hand traces down the zipper line and I say, "Slow." Because this is not a rush. This is not something insignificant. This is real. This is happening. And this is ours." --
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Rachel Cohn David Levithan |
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91a983b
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So there we were. Once upon a time, during the storybook version of dating we'd gone through, I'd pretended that it was possible to love her when I only mildly liked her. Now I had no desire to pretend we'd ever be in love, and I liked her madly.
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Rachel Cohn |
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2295a59
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I'm gripped by a cherishing so deep.
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Rachel Cohn |
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26f3d73
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But somehow, knowing the Moleskine was tucked away in my bag, containing our thoughts and clues, our imprints to each other, somehow that made me feel safe, like I could have this adventure and not get lost and not call my brother to save me.
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Rachel Cohn |
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cd98380
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Yes, girls want their princes, but boys want their princesses just as much.
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Rachel Cohn |
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99be78a
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Perhaps it's only the vehicle that won't start, but it feels like it's my life that won't start. Yes, this Yugo with the passenger-side seat metal coming through the torn seat fabric, scratching against the back of my thigh, this Cold War relic that won't respond to Nick's turn of the ignition key is like the fucking metaphor for my sorry-ass life: STALLED.
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Rachel Cohn |
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1dc4918
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I know she is scared of this simple task even if the fear is something she can't--or won't-- acknowledge. Fear, perhaps, is not based on the chemical component of adrenaline alone. It acts also on inexperience, or venturing into the unknown, even if that unknown is as uncomplicated a thing as a swimming pool. At least, the pool feels uncomplicated to me, a natural extension of myself. To Xanthe, who has never been in one, it might seem like..
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Rachel Cohn |
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051a8e8
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If I'm just The Guy With Norah, that's cool. Right now, that's all I want to be. All the other things I am--they're too complicated. I can feel them lying in wait, planning their return.
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Rachel Cohn |
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0ca3d07
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Like dogs and lions, small children can sense fear. The slightest flinch, the slightest disinclination, and they will jump atop you and devour you.
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Rachel Cohn |
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aaa03aa
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Sofia smiled at me. "You think fairy tales are only for girls? Here's a hint--ask yourself who wrote them. I assure you, it wasn't just the women. It's the great male fantasy--all it takes is one dance to know that she's the one. All it takes is the sound of her song from the tower, or a look at her sleeping face. And right away you know--this is the girl in your head, sleeping or dancing or singing in front of you. Yes, girls want their pr..
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Rachel Cohn |
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c85513a
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I am forgetting about time and Tal because maybe my life isn't over. Maybe it's only beginning.
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Rachel Cohn |
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c819e97
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Because I hadn't known that I knew these things. Just having a notebook to write them in, and having someone to write them to, made them all rise to the surface.
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Rachel Cohn |
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5b3e3bf
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Boy needs to get a good night's sleep. Otherwise, he'll be lucky to get accepted at SUNY-So Far Upstate You Might As Well Be In Canada, ?
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sleep
humor
college
insomniac
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Rachel Cohn |
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f6e13f6
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People who want things to be perfect are always impossible to please. But that doesn't mean we should stop trying. Even
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Rachel Cohn |
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180348a
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The Velmas of the world do not intern at CNN, hope to be accepted at Columbia J-School after graduating NYU with honors, and go on to win Pulitzer Prizes by getting bogged down in relationship drama. That's a problem for the Daphnes of the world. Daphne, you bitch, you can't even drive the damn van.
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Rachel Cohn |
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185473e
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Say you're bored. Or you can't sleep. Maybe your mom is yelling at you, or the boy/ girl you like doesn't like you back in the same way, or you're too fat to even consider going to prom. Or the closet person to you since you were babies in the cradle together has killed herself. The usual stuff. Dread not. Don't be depressed. Be a junkie! You can't count on people to nurture you through the trauma that is existence. But you already knew th..
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Rachel Cohn |
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96e44e8
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Villains made no special guest appearances in our Once Upon A Time story games. They scared Laura and bored me, so instead we made up heroines with ghastly itchy skin but magnificent tresses of hair, and the occasional sleeping disorder. Those heroines had enough on their hands without having to worry about warding off true evil.
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Rachel Cohn |
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b1ead31
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You never know where the night will take you.
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Rachel Cohn |
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ca97f3d
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I love a man who doesn't let go of the leash, even when it leads him to ruin.
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Rachel Cohn |
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c1c8567
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I'm mad at global warming for all the obvious reasons, but mostly I'm mad at it for ruining Christmas. This time of year is supposed to be about teeth-chattering, cold weather that necessitates coats, scarves, and mittens. Outside there should be see-your-breath air that offers the promise of sidewalks covered in snow, while inside, families drink hot chocolate by a roaring fire, huddled close together with their pets to keep warm.
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Rachel Cohn |
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999634b
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The worse people feel the next day, the better the party.
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Rachel Cohn |
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3b331ed
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And we are giddy, because dawn is here, we're at the center of the world and we're at the center of our own universe, and spring is here, and the air smells wet and clean. God bless Manhattan, you know, because it must be six in the morning on a Sunday yet trash collection trucks are teeming down the street and Times Square workers in their bright-orange uniforms are cleaning up the night's excesses and not even the smell of fresh spring ra..
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times-square
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Rachel Cohn |
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0ddbc7a
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The mosh pit will reveal all the answers. The mosh pit never lies.
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Rachel Cohn |
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ff4caa9
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Her hand traces down the zipper line and I say, "Slow." Because this is not a rush. This is not something insignificant. This is real. This is happening. And this is ours."
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Rachel Cohn David Levithan |
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a59d962
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We met in the park to wrest the afternoon into the shape of a stroll.
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Rachel Cohn |
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a35bdd7
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I don't think it's a matter of ready-I mean, not in an all-the-way sense. You're never completely ready-you just get to the point where you're ready enough.
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Rachel Cohn |
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60d73fe
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Roaming the streets of Manhattan on foot had always been one of my favorite ways to find inspiration. There's so much to see and smell (not all of it pleasant, except this time of year, which smells of roasted cashews, crisp air, and gingerbread lattes).
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Rachel Cohn |
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4f51a62
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The pill's bittersweet chaser is not that they can't love you back the same way. It's that they won't. They won't open their minds to the possibility. They won't expand their expectations of romantic love past their own predetermined boundaries--gender, age, [insert innumerable other unfair, random reasons here].
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Rachel Cohn |
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f0ced41
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No. I can't change. I shouldn't change.
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Rachel Cohn |