Romans & histoires Crazy Love Book Just Stop And Think

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“What—“ “That’s the right question, Drake. That’s the perfect question.” “Why— what do you mean? I thought—“ “Look, how can I choose you when I can’t choose myself? How can I choose others when I can’t even prioritize myself? Tell me how, so I can ignore it.” “You know Drake, always remember this. Loving yourself is the best choice of your life. Choosing yourself is the best happiness that happens in our life. But you know what’s more important? Living yourself is the LIFE.” I smiled before walking away.

I should stop overthinking, or my head will burst. Stop Nora stop!!

Next, we made an intense love- making which me remove my head from all traumatic thoughts. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/n Literally so happy right now, guys!! This book hit 3.0k freaking reads. Whhhaaat?? Thanks so much, guys!! I hope you leave a review to celebrate.

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"Then what's stopping you?" END OF BOOK FIVE

Or better— I could go to him. My heart started beating faster at the thought, not from excitement, but from something that hit a lot harder. Do it. Just do it. Stop thinking. Stop hesitating. Just choose. My hand moved instinctively towards my phone… then stopped halfway. Cause even as the thought pushed forward— My body didn’t follow. I stood there for a second longer, staring at nothing, my chest rising and falling unevenly. Then, my hand dropped slowly to my side.

Lucas jumps off just in time before hitting the floor and picks the journal up from the rugged carpet. Slave to her own feelings, Tammy crazily paces the room, walking in circles and crying silently. Waves of emotions are pouring down her cheeks, as she tries to connect the missing dots. She finally has a better grasp of what happened to her parents, although she doesn't fully understand it. As she got closer to the end of her mother's writing, she couldn't help but notice the chemical formulas became more organic, letters linked into words, and words into sentences. For what had started as a log of her scientific findings, at the end it shifted into a personal diary, more intimate and raw.

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