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I built my walls so high, I was sure no one could ever climb them. And I was okay with that. Proud, even. But the moment I stepped into university... he walked right in - and tore every wall down like they were made of paper. And I let him. I thought I found the love of my life. I was glowing. Addicted. The happiest girl alive. He felt like a drug - sweet, dangerous, unforgettable. He was a drug. And I didn't realize I was overdosing until there was nothing left of me but ache." (Tate Monroe)
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