“It’s like being wrapped in a stranger’s arms, a hug meant for someone else. Too tight. Too knowing. I’m not who they want. I’m a shape molded to fit a story already in motion. They haven’t chosen me. They chose what I’ve become. What they need.”
Willow James
IT'S GONNA BE MAAAAAY
The #WIPSnips word for May 1st is "chosen"
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