Friday, August 19

theEND

You don't know anything.  You don't know why it is I fight or what will happen to me if I keep failing in my battles.  Tell me, then - will you save me?  Are you willing to save me from this?

You couldn't possibly feel that way.  You don't know anything about me.


Do you know the meaning behind an anemone?  Disappearance of hope.

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