i don’t know what to say love. I feel like i know why you are being so open and it hurts.
i honestly feel like i am Bella. i’ve spent my entire life under the protection and complete utter love of a beautiful Native American man that is truely a pure and kind spirit, yet it’s you i love, for no apparent reason. in your case, i can only assume the devil has created a perfect man to carry on his dirty work. they told me so. you brought the devil into me and I guess i’d like to send him flying the f*uk back where he belongs. clearly love there is little time left. you are falling, giving up, and surrendering and it shows. i don’t want to be there when the sh*t hits the fan but it is coming. that’s what makes me sad.