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Description
Some addictions cannot be cured - they are simply carried around like a favourite poison in a beautiful bottle. You understand everything perfectly well: it's bad, it's unnecessary, it will hurt again... but your hand still reaches out. That ‘one more time’ burns too sweetly.
Sometimes temptation doesn't look like a drama, but like a glittery party - the music is blaring, your mind is protesting, but your body has long since voted ‘yes.’ And at that moment, morality fades into the background: if you're going to destroy yourself, at least do it beautifully, with pleasure, and to the end.
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