non reality was black, and it
didnt hurt so much.
reality was red, and it was like i was being
sawed in half, hit by a bus, punched by a prized fighter, trampeled
by bulls, and submerged in acid all at the same time.
reality was feeling my body twist and flip when i
couldnt possibly move because of the pain.
reality was knowing that there was something so
much more important than all this torture, and not being able to
remember it.
reality had come on s o f a s t .
-bella swan.
breaking dawn,
non reality was black, and it didnt hurt so much. reality was
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