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— an unknown gentleman.

«Delusion of love».

I'll abandon the sanctuary of my warm, welcoming bed, let the cold bite at my feet and the harshness of the world embrace my skin, all for you, my little princess, who remains tucked away in her little kingdom of warmth, sheltered beneath those soft, heavenly blankets.

The only thing i yearn for is feeling alive again.

When one is numb it's difficult to recognize oneself even in the mirror.