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My nimpin is a bright ocean-blue creature that chirps happily when I sit him in my palm. His information card reads: My name is: Henry My birthday is: 25th December My age is: 2 years old I eat: Insects, spiders, all types of berries and leaves I instantly decide I’m in love and that I will protect him with my life.
My anima keens and I slap that bitch down.
I know the cruelty of parents. Of a father. How it can ruin you and turn you into something you had no intention of being.
Today, I’m the predator, bitch.
“Bestie, if you’re going to have a breakdown, let’s do it where we don’t have enemies watching us!” Henry squawks sharply in my ear. “Enemies,” I repeat absently. There has only ever been one enemy.
“One can only trust wild animals,” Marduk says flatly. “Only they are honest.” “Truer words were never spoken.”
Man < Bear. EXACTLY WHY
his hips telling me he’s claiming me, owning me, possessing me, and I take it all willingly,
