“Because if I take up all the space, you take up all the air until there’s nothing left. Until I’m choking—dying—because of you.” “It’s you, baby.” He breathes in deeply, placing his hands on the wall on either side of me, caging me in. “Fucking hell, it’s you.” AUGGGHHH YESSSSS
— Feb 07, 2026 09:31PM
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