There is Only Waking to Find the Bed Empty in the Morning
"All you need is love," they say. Still high on the screaming throngs of teenage girls swelling with a desire no one ever mentioned to them. The strange throbbing between her legs as she rode the back of the sofa like an imaginary horse. The strange contractions in her heart where she believed you would love the baby as much as she did; a nightmare that…
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