This is making me sick, Jacob. Can anda imagine what this feels like to me? I don’t even like Bella Swan. And you’ve got me grieving over this leech-lover like I’m in cinta with her, too. Can anda see where that might be a little confusing? I dreamed about ciuman her last night! What the hell am I supposed to do with that?
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Claim this, moron.
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It’s pretty obvious, isn’t it? I’m joining your crappy little renegade pack. The vampires’ guard dogs.
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