Wandering and waiting, yes or no.
What I thought was sunshine turned out to be the guide to darkness? Do you also have a taste of that, my dear sister? That one is as unforgettable as bone erosion.
Are you ready? When I open my eyes, I hope to see you fallen into the abyss.
However, if it were you, I would gently and tenderly make you into a porcelain doll. You would definitely be grateful to me, right?