Sometimes I want to come outside of this broken down little home I've made on the far side of Adoptionland, this house I've barricaded myself into so no one can get in, and more importantly, so my uncontrolled rage can't get out and do anymore harm.
Musings of a Birthmom: The Honest Ramblings of a First Mother
The Honest Ramblings of a First Mother
Sometimes I want to come outside of this broken down little home I've made on the far side of Adoptionland, this house I've barricaded myself into so no one can get in, and more importantly, so my uncontrolled rage can't get out and do anymore harm.
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