I first read this almost a decade ago on a different site then forgot all about it. I then found it again on said site ans it felt like a piece of my would was found with it. The memories of the past. The memories of what I once consumed. This will live on as a dirty, dark, dramatic, depression, but divine piece of work. Maybe in another 10 years I’ll reread it again to once again remember the pain that comes with love like this.
I first read this almost a decade ago on a different site then forgot all about it. I then found it again on said site ans it felt like a piece of my would was found with it. The memories of the past. The memories of what I once consumed. This will live on as a dirty, dark, dramatic, depression, but divine piece of work. Maybe in another 10 years I’ll reread it again to once again remember the pain that comes with love like this.