I didn't relate well to people my age. Maybe the truth was that I didn't relate well to people, period. Even my mother, who I was closer to than anyone else on the planet, was never in harmony with me, never on exactly the same page. Sometimes I wondered if I was seeing the same things through my eyes that the rest of the world was seeing through theirs. Maybe there was a glitch in my brain.
Stephenie MeyerHeโs playing every bit as hard as I am, only he knows what heโs doing and I donโt. Donโt blame me because heโs a better manipulator than I am โ I havenโt been around long enough to learn all his tricks.
Stephenie MeyerLaughter was like a fresh breeze - it cleaned its way through the body making everything feel good. Did other species have such a simple healer?
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