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I feel despair and pain just like anyone else. I despair over work, money, school, and life. I've never despaired over romance before which is good. It makes me feel good to know that is some place I've never hurt before.... my heart.
She never wanted to be a domestic housewife, she had goals when she was a child. She always said she'd be the first female president, but instead she's washing clothes and having babies while her businessman husband is probably out having an affair with his secretary, so unfair.
there was a mole in the agency, everyone knew it. everyone knew and yet people were still dying. when someone is out there selling secrets to other countries and giving up identities of CIA agents no one is safe, no one can protect us now.
the mole on the side of her face was not unattractive yet not attractive either... It was just a beauty mark that showed her imperfections, men liked it because it reminded them of a foreign woman with lots of secrets in her past and it lingered there like the secrets.
He tempted me with his stare. Everyday he looked at me as if he expected me to take hold of him and kiss him so passionately and everyday I looked away. I couldn't handle the temptation of his gaze.
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