Then don't go crying afterwards, whining and saying you did not have a chance to scape. You had, you let it go, you couldn't hold on to it for, in truth, it was not a scape at all. It was just a luminous and entertaining, mascarated and charmingly deceiving red hering, and you clinged to it, you loved it, for you knew you'd be deceived and entangled once more. Then don't go crying afterwards. Don't make yourself a victim and don't make a fuss. Don't pretend you act as good as she does, don't pretend she does, she does. (No, she doesn't.) Then, if you fall in despair, darling, because you may at some point, if you haven't already (everyone does, it happens, shit happens, don't go crying), if you fall in despair remember we don't want to see it, we won't want to see it, we'll probably watch you bleed for some time, but never mind our dreadful minds. So take care. Not that she'll eat you alive or anything (I know she's already doing it, but that's just her. It's a curse as well.), but do watch it not to fal in love with the other one not knowing for sure your disposition to do so, for loving the wrong one will tear you apart more then only one person could ever do. Watch it.
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