and there's words, we never dare to say.

so try harder next time.

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I was in the kissing booth. Rachel claims not to remember it, which I find to be a highly dubious claim. The only thing that I can presume is that at the time, my shoulder length flaxen locks had her so bewildered in a state of like, love tizzy, that the whole thing just seems like a vision from heaven.

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Russell: Look, Jess, I’ve already done the crazy, explosive passion thing. When I was with Ouli, it was like edging closer and closer to a wood chipper. I’m not looking for that any more.
Jess: I understand. But I am. And…I want passion…even if it’s harder and hurts more.
Russell: So that’s it.
Jess: Good-bye, Russell.

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