Amber Memory Pt 3

by Merdy   Feb 3, 2012


.With no one else to love, he said I should love him, that he alone was the saving star of all under heaven. Without him, I would immediately go to hell. And the way to love him best was to fill my breast full of hatred. Hate became the ethical standard for the new world.

November 19, 2011

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