The girl who reads and the girl who writes are two different girls. At times they meet but they live in different universes. The girl who writes always has something to give. She is full of things inside of her and they want to come out. She overflows. She may write about emptiness and feeling empty but a girl can't write something without giving something. On the contrary the girl who reads has a place in her that needs to be filled. She feels the inadequacy of her self and her world that she turns to words for comfort to temporarily ease the emptiness. Good thing for her words fill her up. Words make her feel alive. Even just momentarily. I am not saying one girl is better than the other, they could both live in one soul but they never meet. They are bound together by the comfort and power of words.
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