Sat and sobbed in the bath last night. Over a book; a book for (older) teens about brother/sister incest. I've been contemplating reading this book for a while but I knew it was going to be emotionally intense and I also know I'm a total wuss. It was a good book. I think I'm glad I read it but even now, the morning after, when I think of the end I feel like someone just gave me a sharp swift punch in the stomach.
7:21 a.m. - April 05, 2012
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