I was going to say the beginning is the good part, when it's all sparks and sparkles, before they are inevitably unmasked as assholes.
Laini TaylorSo here we are, talking about Roman unicycles and alien sandwiches and my sisterโs Italian misfortunes, while hanging in between us is: MY EPIC FAILURE TO CARPE. Whatโs wrong with me?
Laini TaylorOnce upon a time, an angel lay dying in the mist. And a devil knelt over him and smiled.
Laini TaylorBeing near her was like balancing on a tipping world, trying to keep your footing as the ground wanted to roll you forward, hurl you into a spiral from which there was no recovery, only impact, and it was a longed-for impact, a sweet and beckoning collision.
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