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Continúa, Has publicado nov 27, 2014
“America, it’s love. You love me.” 

No, I don’t. There’s no such thing as
love.

“No. Love does not exist.”

The only thing I remember about love is pain.

*

They say when a man loves a woman, she
becomes his weakness and when a woman loves a man, he becomes her strength.

But it isn’t like that for America and
Ryot.

Whenever America blows up, Ryot is her
bucket of cold water extinguishing the fires that seek refuge in her body.
Whenever Ryot is as dead as a used cigarette, America becomes his gasoline that
ignites the strength within him.

For them, there is no one like the
other.

But society says otherwise. Ryot belongs
to the family of sophistication and intelligence while America has no one but
herself to rely on. She is a one woman show, a fighter, a solo walker. 

Their love is illicit.

Just like snow white, there are
consequences if you choose to take a bite of a forbidden fruit.
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