“Blasphemy against nature! Every good, true, vigorous feeling I have, gathers impulsively round him. I know I must conceal my sentiments: I must smother hope; I must remember that he cannot care much for me.” “I must, then repeat continually that we are for ever sundered: and yet, while I breathe and think I must love him.”
yall wanna talk about yearning????
— Aug 18, 2026 10:04AM
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