only a climax, nothing more. It always begins with a lie. Some lonely soul told a bunch of bullshit that sounds pretty enough to believe. You never truly see it coming until they’re done coming. The climax marks the end of something you were made to think would last forever, but it was only for the moment, and you were only a tool in assisting them to find pleasure. It always begins with a lie, some false comfort. True intentions wrapped up in a box with so many bows that you deem it believable, and you never see the truth until it’s over and you’re left there alone, back where you began.
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