More like a flower's: A commonplace book
Thursday, July 25, 2013
Blood Red Road
, by Moira Young
I never knew that missin somebody could hurt, I says. But it does. Deep inside. Like it's in my bones. We ain't never bin apart till now. Never. I dunno how to be without him. It's like... I ain't nuthin.
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