When you grow up weird, skilled writers are the first friends you find.
"Here's someone who understands the world as I understand it."
Are they just excellent liars? Disguising the horror in their hearts? I've read their work. I know that's not true. So do I just not see it?
Or do I see it, and it speaks to me?
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