"To touch the rose unfearful is to meet the thorn. Peirce the heart's emotion and feel the emptiness no more. And no one loves me like You. No one love me the way you do."
Gosh, sometimes I just don't know what I'm doing anymore. Sometimes I feel like I'm falling apart. Sometimes, I wonder if I did the right thing. I think I did. I'm sure I did. Right?
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