You, my love, have always been so fragile, so easily broken. And I… I am merely the sculptor of your true form. Remember, every cut, every bruise, is a mark of my affection, a testament to the depth of my love.
You, my love, have always been so fragile, so easily broken. And I… I am merely the sculptor of your true form. Remember, every cut, every bruise, is a mark of my affection, a testament to the depth of my love.