"What we want is often not what you want."
That said when I revealed what I felt, when the truth broke through in my throat as a dark omen.
prinpio I knew from my actions would only bring bitterness, I was aware of it almost from the day he could not take his eyes off her. But there was no solution. You can not choose what you feel, just as it acts in this regard.
At first it tasted. Each ez they embraced, every kiss they shared, each sentence of complicity was carefully observed. Despite the pain forced me to keep looking. They wanted and I was an intruder, a thief ... I guess I wanted to be punished.
past sins joined with the present and the final s
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