If you enjoy dark-love, you will enjoy reading this. READ & LIKE!
They made me so I couldn’t love you and love within the innocent moment is ultimate destroyer. I have been created for the purposes for a few; for their jobs to flourish when they jab in the meds, or the punching bag from the loved ones who are having a bad-day, or even the jump-stone for the surgeon women who like to play around with the heartstrings because they flutter as butterflies from relationship to relationship. I am damaged and this does not help.
Love is a wildfire so beautiful to look at but so dangerous if not contained. But my silent aggressors are watching, you do not see them but they see you as they live within me. Do not worry, death is only an extension of life, come help me deliver leaflets, hand in hand.
You will need Electric-Shock-Therapy now to get…
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