And we were married and all the windows were open but the smell of flowers was so thick and sickly sweet. I felt like I might choke to death.

And we were married and all the windows were open but the smell of flowers was so thick and sickly sweet. I felt like I might choke to death.

– Augusten Burroughs –

A Wolf at the Table

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