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She was a sucker for a boy in a band with a van, much to her father's dismay. Her mother, however, completely understood...and some days wished she hadn't chosen the frat boy.
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She liked walking across the bridge and looking at her house from the other side. They were right: her grass did look greener from over there.
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She always believed that as long as she felt good about it all when she closed her eyes at night, then she was living right. This idea pertained more to kindness and generosity and relationships that fed her soul, and far less to do with wearing her knickers out in public. Hey...a girl's got to draw her lines somewhere.
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The minute she slipped off one shoe and dipped in one toe, the damage was done. Nothing would satisfy her until she was entirely wet. And if a skinny dip wasn't possible..well, then...he'd just have to get creative, wouldn't he?
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She treasured every sunset because who knew what could happen before it rose again? Maybe the moon could take over the sky or the stars might stage a revolt for a shift change...stranger things have happened, you know, so it's best to say a proper good-bye whenever you can.
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She was the kind of girl who looked at you as though she was writing a poem about you in her head. And all he wanted was for her to write a whole book about him.
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She still caught frogs and when no one was looking she gave them a kiss. Not because she wanted a prince, but because she wanted the fairy tale.
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She made sure to do everything she'd do in the soft glow of the moon in the sharp shine of the sun. It just kept her honest, she thought.
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It's not that she wanted to make him nervous, necessarily...she just wanted to keep him on his toes.
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She lived in Paris between the sixth and seventh arrondissements for a year in her early twenties. Everywhere since seemed unnecessarily unromantic to her, so she spent the rest of her days falling in love with herself. Those views were more spectacular than any on the Seine, anyway.
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When he looked at her, his mind wandered. And that was precisely the problem with the two of them; she didn't want him to wander...she wanted him to never stray from her side. {In related news, she didn't want to wonder anymore. She wanted to be sure.}
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Her love was as natural as the pattern that was made by the dust on a butterfly's wings.
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