The pain and the torture that you've created for someone else out of a moment of impulse to satisfy your desire. Have you thought of what it will cause to that person you commit the act on? Because it hurts and it haunts. It's a wound that will never scar because it has never recovered and it never will. Every time it is exposed by some far related things, fresh blood flows out of it as though there's herapin that's keeping it from clotting. Suffering alone... Is one of the toughest battles I'm facing.

Labels: For Life Would You Exist In My Memory.

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