I feel like I've always loved him, and now I just got lucky enough to find him
Debra AnastasiaLivia, you make the rest of the beautiful things in the world cry for even trying at all.
Debra AnastasiaListening to him play was like discovering an eagle in the wild. It was tumblingly bewitching. She could feel and hear genius she knew it.
Debra AnastasiaIn his head Beckett put the two of them in a big snow globe with glitter that he could shake when he wanted them to fucking sparkle together. Perfect in their condo with a dog and a kid and glitter.
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Don't tie your success to anything other than what's inside you
Debra AnastasiaDon't put off happiness you can have today. Tomorrow is a hope, not a promise
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You make the rest of the beautiful things in the world cry for even trying at all. You make it hard for me to breathe.
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But Blake infused hope in his music. Love was the only song he knew how to play.
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As Blake leaned down to accept her hug she whispered, “Remember when you and Livia tried to hog the spotlight at my wedding? Just when you and Livia get to the good part, Cole and I are going to have porno sex right there.”
She pointed discreetly at the spot to Blake’s right, and he couldn’t help but laugh.
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Kyle’s shrill voice interrupted their moment. “Figured you two would turn this into a scout meeting. Will you get your asses up here? People are waiting. I mean Beckett here has maybe a few
hours before he’s bent over a metal toilet getting it up the ass from a
guy named Bubba. Do you want him to have fun now or not?”
The streetlight illuminated Beckett as he appeared next to Kyle. “Why would I be the bitch? I don’t think that’s a fair f*cking assumption.”
Kyle refused to look at him and crossed her arms. “Of course you’d be the bitch. You have dimples. Bitches have dimples. And I bet your ass is soft like two pillows. Bubba’s going to love bouncing off of you.”
Beckett stormed away, dragging Kyle with him. “I’ll be the f*cker,” he told her. “Not the f*ckee. The f*cker.”
“Fine, a$$hole, you’re the f*cker,” Kyle’s voice faded away as they returned to the party.
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