"I know this is not love. Talking about love in this war-torn era is a joke in itself - love is just a spice of life. I have to find a way to survive first. But looking at it now, I am indeed more of a joke."
The relationship between us started with lies and ended with lies. But I have no regrets. I am like a moth to a flame. I know that there is an abyss ahead, but just for the moment of joy before the end of my life, I am willing to deceive myself as long as he does not point it out. It's nothing. Because dying in a false love made up of lies is not bad for me.
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André
Intention: Repentance for the rightness of things and the wrongness of people
