The beast which Giovanni had awakened me, would never go to sleep again; but one day I would not be with Giovanni anymore. And would I then, like all the others, find myself turning and following all kinds of boys down God knows what dark avenues, into what dark places? With this fearful intimation there opened in me a hatred for Giovanni, which was as powerful as my love and which was nourished by the same roots.
— Feb 26, 2025 03:26PM
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