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I didn’t get lost in the storm. I became the storm.
“Sure, you’re a storm now. A hurricane that wreaks havoc but how do you not see the beauty in your pain? The beauty in the chaos you are and the destruction you create? You could destroy me a hundred times and I would still beg for more. You are the sweetest torture, the most exquisite pain, the only rain I want to dance

