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the weight of the world lies on the shoulders of the one who fell in love with a damaged individual who saw the damage in them & decided that they could share their pain & with it, discover that compassion & love was possible between even these two wretches that the rest of the pristine world seemed to have decided that they were garbage, to be thrown to the varmints--- but the mood swings made their way in between & around the multiple selves bubbling in the other & into the tub with the blades determined a path of events which after unfolding left the one who did not try to flush themselves away down down down the drain, to be left holding the bag, pulling the slack, with a blank stare & a wonder where to go next on their lips--- for every next step could be the domino that will fall sending the rest pattering across the table & making the whole thing successfully fatal the next time around & this is love? seems all reasons go dancing off the tip of the pin, leaving them both wondering how unique it was to find each other & lock themselves up in the padded room, simultaneously.