I was not a lovable child, and I'd grown into a deeply unlovable adult. Draw a picture of my soul, and it'd be a scribble with fangs.
A child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort.
People say children from broken homes have it hard, but the children of charmed marriages have their own particular challenges.
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