I write stories for the brokenhearted and lonely. Sometimes I indulge the sorrow, sometimes I paint pictures of unimaginable happiness, and sometimes we go away on wild adventures, abandoning the place we’re in without ever looking back. I hope that in the end, it doesn’t matter much what we’ve done together… what we will do… so long as you always know this: I feel you. I see you. I’m with you. I love you. Let fiction take you away and return you stronger than you were.
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