His love is not patient. His love is not kind. His love is sick and obsessive, just like mine. I never admitted how much I liked the vile things he did-not... > Lire la suite
His love is not patient. His love is not kind. His love is sick and obsessive, just like mine. I never admitted how much I liked the vile things he did-not when escaping him was the only way for me to live. Leaving destroyed both of us.