My thoughts were no longer my own; my desires, my wishes, my dreams. All were of Richard. All were focused on pleasing him. I could feel the final vestiges of my soul slipping away. Every day a little death.
“My thoughts were no longer my own; my desires, my wishes, my dreams. All were of Richard. All were focused on pleasing him. I could feel the final vestiges of my soul slipping away. Every day a little death.”
― Sinister Games
― Sinister Games
“It was true what they say, anything could be poisonous… it just depended on the dose.”
― Toxic
― Toxic
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