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by Melissa HoneyBee on Jul 9 8:07 AM, In Adult, Bitter, Friendsexfriend, Hate, Rant. 800 words. → 2 comments, Add one?
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So I wrote. I felt it fall out of me like I had opened a trapdoor inside myself. I had plenty to do yet I wanted to do none of it. I longed for one thing, a book, but found it out of my grasp. It was more than just a book, it was a story. I wouldn’t settle for any other, I wanted that one. Its words were beating insi
