"I’d never seen anything more beautiful—even as I ran, gasping and screaming, I could appreciate that. And the last seven months meant nothing. And his words in the forest meant nothing. And it did not matter if he did not want me. I would never want anything but him, no matter how long I lived." Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 20, p.451
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edit: This journal was previously known as sarahscloset but has now been renamed mysoulcries. 30/03/09