@LACKINGAMYGDALA ㅤ
"Hmm... I'd say there wasn't much to enjoy. The ceiling of one's room doesn't change the more you stare, and you only fall asleep when you close your eyes. "
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@FLATLIINED ㅤ
"Love?"
The word seemed to amuse him.
"Would you call it that? I wonder. Perhaps it is something uglier, that is more honest."
His hand tightened.
"My dear... my ruin, my rejection, oh my recital. You will be with me."
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@FLATLIINED ㅤ
" It teaches the body what to fear. It makes rejection hurt. Makes loss hurt. Makes love hurt, too, I suppose."
His gaze remained fixed upon them.
"But I have none of that anymore, so I cannot feel your rejection. Not truly. And you cannot feel what I have for you."
&&.
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