?Griežtai draudžiama kopijuoti kūrinį ar jo turinį nepasitarus su manimi ar tikrąja kūrinio autore!! His reflection made him scared of himself. Who is this person... where is the innocent me... He felt like he was cought in a lie. A lie where he had lost himself and needed to be saved. He had to be saved from this pai...
"هذه الأيدي .. هي أيدي قاتل ." لم أكن أعرف كيف أتوقف عن حب شخص خطير و ملوث و سافل مثله. كانت لمسته مثل الهيروين في عروقي ، كنت مدمنة وممتنة. التناقض بين المتعة والألم الذي كان يقدمه لي دائمًا. العنف واللطف. كنت اريد المزيد
"These hands.. are the hands of a killer." I didn't know how to stop loving someone as dangerous, tainted and flawed as him. His touch was like heroin in my veins, and I was a grateful addict. The contrast between pleasure and pain he always delivered to me. Violence and gentleness. I couldn't get enough. His face, t...