[Me, Myself & I - G-Eazy, Bebe Rexha🎶]Â
"'I'll write it in my diary tonight."
"What?"
"The boy whose hand was burned by fire loves the fire."
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"You?" I said puzzled. My soul was vomiting blood and my eyes were silent. "You?" I said helplessly again. I knew who he was, but I wanted not to know. Was there a way to erase everything I remembered, heard, and seen from my mind? Was it possible to collect a wreck that has been scratching for years?
I noticed that every word he spilled was burning from the moment he started to speak. Could an entity be so full of hatred? "One of her eyes looked at the world, the other at hell. While the world was comforted with material happiness, Hell burned people who chose the bad way to achieve material happiness. The world was comforted well, left unfinished. Hell burned heavily, left alone."
