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Love, as in, the real love that we don't choose to bestow, that just happens, is evil.
It's like waking up in the middle of the night, being pinned down by a stranger with a gun pointed at the back of your head. You're don't know how it happened, you don't know how it will end, but there's a good chance when all is said and done, that you'll probably feel a great deal of pain.
What, me bitter?
It's like waking up in the middle of the night, being pinned down by a stranger with a gun pointed at the back of your head. You're don't know how it happened, you don't know how it will end, but there's a good chance when all is said and done, that you'll probably feel a great deal of pain.
What, me bitter?