April 2009
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Seventeen Against the Dealer (1989)
She was just sitting there, looking at the phone as if she didn’t have anything else to do. But she didn’t have anything else to do. There was an echoing hollowness inside her - not hunger - it was in her chest, not her stomach, an empty hollowness locked inside her rib cage. Like an empty house.
CYNTHIA VOIGT
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“Every sky was your kind of blue.”
– Taylor Swift // Crazier
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