Before I ask all the things I'd like to ask. She's suffered him for far too many years of her life. She was always feeling low and scared of everything that he said. But I believe her. Today, I woke up really early. I could possibly forgive the times she hurt me. Love is like a sin. It seems pretty unfortunate.
In my dreams, I'm dying all the time. I can't understand. People seem peculiar. Why are you so sad? What have they done to you? Wake up. Look me in the eyes again.