So I tried my best to stifle hope. Because hope's twin was despair, and despair was infinitely worse. If hope hurt, then despair was the absence of hurt. It was the absence of feeling. It was the absence of caring. I wanted very much to care.
Related Authors: S. Jae-Jones | Wintersong
Related Topics: despair, hope
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