The rejection of Dorian Gray is brutal.
Like resisting gravity and holding your breath under water.
There is no turning back once you come to a decision; to release yourself from the euphoric layers of his atmosphere.
For days and weeks you will stare in the mirror, watching your mascara run like a tiny dark stream across your face.
Bare with me when I assure you that you will first suffer, suffer and suffer until you recover.
E.Y.
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