I love her, truly and properly, the way they tell you exists in fairy tales. I love her and I’ll never see her again and, even if I do, how can I explain any of this? My mouth tastes like ashes and my stomach clenches like I’m about to throw up, but worst of all is the way my heart aches like it has shattered and can never be repaired. I’ve fucked up. Royally. Epically. And now life will never be the same again
— Feb 11, 2026 06:28PM
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