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    “ You and that squirrel would make a REALLY cute couple. I’m just saying. ”

        “ Uh -- You’ve been going through my journals while I was downstairs?... “

   Obviously she’s not AWARE of what became of said squirrel.

soulmate.

        “ Well, everyone can’t be animal lovers. ” 

  Voicing it in true Elena fashion, insinuating with an indifferent tone, like stating the obvious   fact, that not entirely everyone in the room gets along too well with them. Then something,   be it the way his lips curl upward in that way or how his muscles moves under his sweater   when he walks toward her–– strikes a cord and she stumbles through her words. 

        “ Some of us are .. just bound to–– uhm.. not get along. ” 

“ Depends on how you define L O V E R S. “

      He’s steps away from her now, every feature on her face visible to him even more so than before. & it’s relaxing. like the first spring breeze after a BRUTAL winter, riddled with ice that sliced past your face like knives. a perfect calm after a brutal storm. it’s obvious this brings him comfort, & in extension -- joy.

       “ I uh -- actually use to have a cat for a while. -- While I was, away . . . from Mystic Falls. “

          “Compassion hurts. When you feel connected to everything, you also feel responsible for everything. And you cannot turn away. Your DESTINY is bound with the destinies of others. You must either learn to carry the Universe or be crushed by it. You must grow strong enough to love the world, yet empty enough to sit down at the same table with its worst horrors.”

“The only thing stronger than your craving for blood is your love for this one girl.”

When I love, I love with every part of my being, my soul, my heart. I hate myself for that.

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