Itโs just that you go so crazy being alone like that. Sometimes heโd forget my water or food and Iโd cry and cry and cry.โ She stops talking and looks out the window. โI would try to tell myself stories to pass the time. Fairy tales. Parts of books. But they got used up.
Holly BlackShe knew what it felt like to tremble like that before touching someone -- desire so acute that it became despair.
Holly BlackMine. The language of love is like that, possessive. That should be the first warning that it's not going to encourage anyone's betterment.
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