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430 pages, ebook
First published January 12, 2017
Time passes. Time heals. Time sucks. I´m weary of being told all I need is time, when in actual fact what I need is time out.

I´ve been broken and damaged, but I feel none of those things when I´m with him.
"That means no bringing home any strange men, hmm?"
"But I like them strange"
"I mean it."
"Seriously, June." Natasha huffs. "You spoil all my bloody fun."
"A herd of hipsters?" Ivy screws up her button nose, deep in thought for a second. "Do you think that´s the collective noun? A hashtag of hipsters? A pose, maybe?"
"A trend of hipsters?" I add.
"Rory, you don´t even know me."
"True," he concedes. "But that seems to have little to do wi´ how I feel. One minute, exactly like you said, I´m trying to avoid you like the plague and the next, I feel like you´ve tattoed your name across my fucking heart."


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