They live in a world swathed with abuse, a world with a past filled with pain and tears. A world where this— is all a normality.
They've given up hope for a normal life a long time ago— and love is a foreign word for them. How could they feel love, when not ever had anyone shown it to them? How could they find beauty in this world, when all they'd been shown was darkness?
So they set themselves apart, in another world that they paint to be theirs. Because they know that the world that was given to them will never be what they seek.
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"Cry for me, love."
"And I will die for you."
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A World of our Own | K.TH *COMPLETED*
Romance"Cry for me, love." "And I will die for you."
