He shall never know i love him: and that, not because he's handsome, but because he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made out of, his and mine are the same.
He shall never know i love him: and that, not because he's handsome, but because he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made out of, his and mine are the same.
I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing.
May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you - haunt me, then.
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