i'd rather have you drag me through the fiery depths of hell than ensnare me in the brumal borders of your heart—for there i would feel something more than the numbness reaching for my bones.
𑁍 raeminiscence ˚⁎⁺
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Seasons of Heartbreaks
PoésieThe heartbreak tales of Summer, Fall, Winter, and Spring flowed through the words of every chapter along with the vicissitudes of seasons that unraveled the memoirs of their wretched cries and ephemeral enamorments. Like a speckle of dust, it ebbed...
