Literature can be beautiful, beautifully depressing, but beautiful. It draws two writers together, captivated by each other's ability to touch the heart, and that's the start of their best works - and madness.
I'll probably end up like one of those women who've been pushed into madness, like Antoinette, beautifully broken Antoinette, but I'd still fall in love with a writer anytime. A writer whose works send my heart wrenching.
I wish I loved you. Everything about you makes me wish
I loved you.
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