โฎโห ๐๐๐ซ๐ค ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐๐ โฎ โห
Have you ever wanted something so destructive that it feels like your insides are burning with hatred? Yet, ironically, you long to fall apart and be shattered by this destruction. But is it really destruction, or the beginning of something inevitable? Something specially designed to be a your ruin.
He broke me, shattered my soul, and then just sat by, letting me ruin him. He was satisfied, and so was I. We healed, only to break again.
We understood it, we are meant to be each other's, an obsession. I am his obsession and so is he mine.
We are together until we will be buried dead inside the heaven of sins.
โWriting fiction so intense that youโll loose yourself in them and forget whatโs real when they murmur โ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ ๐โฆ ๐๐ค๐ค๐ ๐๐๐ง๐ก.โ
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