Quote by Ingrid Nickelsen
““I am condemned to forever be this eternal blooming rose that will never physically wilt, nor physically blossom. I'll have to carry with me the burden of my condition, like a poison seeding itself throughout my stem, leaving my petals untouched. I'll be the only one to feel the venom burning, the only one to know it envelops me like a silver chain. Despite this ruthless battle inside of my being, I'm doomed to bear this perfect picture of mine in the mirror. The thought makes me despise my own reflection.””
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Ingrid Nickelsen
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