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He loved her. He would kill for her, would soon die for her, and yet he knew he had no right to want her.
I love a yearner so much bro
Take my eyes. Take my hands. Take the breath from my body. Strip the skin from my bones. Were I able to offer you my soul I would; I’d tear it from my flesh this moment and give it to you—”
I know he might make her happy that I’m able to hate him so completely. I’m not evolved enough to manage the disgraceful state of my heart. I’m so jealous I feel the pain in my fucking blood. I hate him not because he is unworthy—but because I am weak.
