Pregnancy Stretch Mark:
November 29th, 2009 by admin
I had never really thought about it before, but now I seemed to gain some inkling of what eternity was. That it would deprive me of life. That it was itself the damnation, the unblessedness that it would itself unhallowed my soul. Eternity. It has nothing to do with life, I thought; it is the contrary to all life. It is something limitless, endless, a realm of death which the living must look into Pregnancy Stretch Mark. Was it here that I was to? Dwell? Was it for that that this thing had been given me? To all eternity that was my death sentence, the cruelest that could be devised.