addictive
What I am was born in me.
It’s a part of who I am, who my family is, who we all are as a tribe — it’s the reason why we’re still here.I’d hate to shatter the dream world you live in — the one where the sun is orbiting the place where you stand — so I won’t tell you how little I care what your problem is. Go. Away. Normal humans run away from monsters, Bella. And I never claimed to be normal. Just human. It had been so confusing. Dying to kill him. Afraid to hurt her. My friends in the way. For a tiny space, I was disappointed. What? No magic visions, no formidable offensive abilities like, oh, shooting lightning bolts from my eyes or something? Nothing helpful or cool at all? I was actually waiting for something to happen. Music Playing... |
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