yours truly, beast.

ⅹⅷ

dear beauty,

i don't think i ever really loved you. i fell in love with my feelings, like i've always done. love, hate, lust, vengeance. these emotions overwhelm me and i revel in these feelings. it was never you. and there is no way for me to tell you that. so i'll keep you here for my own benefit— exactly as i've done with everything and everyone else.

yours truly,

beast.