|Author:||Wandering Moon (Authenticated as Lillian Abigail)|
|Date:||March 27, 2012 at 8:01:41 PM|
I love one man, and you know it; I love him while awake; while sleeping; living; dead; love him. And if I can’t have him then God doesn’t exist, Reverend Sigurður; and you, the archpriest, don’t exist, nor does the bishop, nor my father, nor Jesus Christ; nothing—except for evil.
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