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Monster // Peter Pan (Robbie Kay) (OUAT)
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Ongoing, First published Mar 28, 2014
"I don't want to exist, I want to live. I want even the darkest pieces inside her. I want to kiss the sorrow off her skin. Isn't that what love is? Isn't that what this beautifully constructed torture feels like? But I want the same from her. The power-hungry part of me wants something in return.  I want her to love even the most monstrous parts of me. I want her to love me for the madman I am."
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