"and since that day, everything changed. she was no longer the quietly innocent child who had no qualms believing what they told her. no longer would she swallow the whispered lies or follow the long, straight, soft pathways that led her along a life of purity, honesty and trust. no. she would carve her own way through life, taking risks, opportunities and drugs, loving recklessly, disturbed, not quite whole, but real! she would be stronger than the rest of them; she would have secrets that none of them would ever imagine. she changed, for better or worse, and she was never, ever the same again."
young bloods, young hearts alike, the fires burn inside your eyes.
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