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"He said he kind of loved me, and I kind of loved him." Have you ever felt love? Felt his cool lips upon yours? Or the tingly feeling when he makes promises of forever? Felt the heartbreak when forever turns temporary? I have. And it drove me insane. I didn't mean to hurt anyone, my parents, my aunt. Or even him. But I did. His love ruined me. It turned me savage. A girl willing for her broken pieces to be mended. But even if they all hate me, and rightly so, I'll never be able to say how sorry I am. And you'll never know either. **** Heather Morrison is a girl worth many words, but none are ever spoken. With a regret as deep as an ocean, Heather finds comfort among nothing. Her depression keeps her teetering on the brink of sanity, and a beautiful madness. Heather never meant to hurt anyone. She never wanted to be unhappy. And once upon a time she was happy, young and in love. He made sure that didn't last. Now, all Heather can wish for is death. With her friends, doctor and family at her side, maybe Heather can overcome her depression. But maybe not. ************ Hi guys. Please note this is a harsh book, and contains some themes and actions that some people may find triggering or intense. I understand it's sad, it's supposed to be. Please do not read if you think this will trigger something for you.
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