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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.
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Friday, March 12, 2010, 5:10 AM

GOSH!!!
THE TWILIGHT SAGA: ECLIPSE TRAILER HAS COME OUT!!!
OH YEAH!!
(:
i think maybe i wathcing with my church besties..
haha (:
wonder whethe they're on jacob's or edward's side..
mm.. (: hahahha

cant wait to see Seth in his wolf form! (: