It almost hurts how alike you are to me. We are both playing this twisted game with each other. My actions are you're actions. The consequences which are inflicted on you upon action can have some mental damage. Damage that neither of us can empathize with. That once in a blue moon comes when we do feel what we've inflicted upon each other and eats at the very soul that is said to exist. Our souls. Tainted, ruins of our souls. Nothing every quite bothered me as much as you do. You drive me absolutely fucking mad! It's cruel, this love-hate relationship that makes us claw at the hearts of each other. This was never supposed to have happened but it did and now too much time has passed that we cannot escape the cycle because we're yearning for earlier days.
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