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[fussundgeist]

love is death.
the entire world falls apart around you.
nothing else matters except that one person.
even yourself no longer matters, you'd die for them.
and when you look in their eyes, everything disappears then;
its like a mirror, and this world we live in becomes a lie and you know true feeling.

not even the stoic can stand.
and walls crumble.

and living a hypocritical lie is never fun. eyes wide open and catch a glimpse through the slumber