6.3.10

i will strangle you until the only word you can utter is my name, and even then i will not forgive you

The hope he has of learning from his mistakes temporarily decorates his mind until reality skins these far fetched dreams as easily as a skilled hunter. Tears accumulated over the course of a mundane existence sting the wounds that mark the pain he felt when she stripped him of the musty, tasteless wallpaper he once called his life.

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