« i’d touch him, he’d go up in flames, and then together we would burn until we consumed one another.
the fact he didn’t know that, or believed he’d once felt this with someone else, was a whole other side to my frustration i didn’t even dare touch, because how could i compete with my fucking self? »
pitié qu’il lui dise la vérité et qu’on en finisse…
— Feb 10, 2026 10:11AM
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