The Tilt

The Tilt

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"I spent years building a home inside my own silence. I learned to love the walls, the quiet, the safety of no one asking for more. Then he arrived - not loud, not forceful - just a boy who made the world tilt differently. This is not a love story. It is the story of a fat girl who became her own best friend, a girl rejected by most but a girl with the most soft and loving heart. A girl who watched others bloom and experience young love from the outside, who finally had one of her own, and who is now learning, all over again how to build up these walls after experiencing what could be like without them
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