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You And I Have Never Liked Each Other, Rose. If I’ve Got To Kill Someone, It Might As Well Be You.

The Alchemists’ Beliefs Are My Beliefs,” I Say Quickly. She Arched An Eyebrow. “are They? I Would Hope Your Beliefs Would Be Your Beliefs.” I’d Never Thought About It That Way Before, But I Suddenly Hoped Desperately That Her Words Were True.

I Can Understand Bitchiness In Any Language.

Culinary Science? You Elected Culinary Science? That's The Most Brainless Class Ever. -rose To Christian

You’re On The Verge Of Getting Your Soul And Your Life Back And He’s Still What Determines Your Happiness ? You Don’t Need A Relationship To Be Happy, Georgina.