I reeked of desperation. Maybe that's why he never complimented my perfume.
I didn't realize I clung to you like wet clothes against skin.
I wanted you to love me like you love to breathe, but you held your breath.
If only he wanted to be in love with me just as much as he wanted to be in me. He wanted to give me everything raw, everything except for offer me the raw and undying love I gave him so effortlessly.
December 16th was the day I fell in love.
December 31st was the day it killed me,
Love doesn't just hurt. It'll set your soul on fire and burn your spirit to the ground.
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BRUJA WITCH LAMAIA
FantasyLamaia is a devastatingly beautiful women turned into a monster called the "Lamia." Part woman and part serpent. Before she was cursed with her terrible new form, she was a powerful but relatively innocent woman. Now, she is a bloodthirsty villain w...
