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“Not in the practical sense, no.”
Is that the only sentence blueprint you know
as normal couples do. Wait. We’re not a couple. Right?
Dont even piss me off
“That’s because I’m a thief.”
Okay Kazi of Brightmist
Those aren’t things a man would do with his whore.
Self respect lessons please
I don’t know what I’m thinking when I shove away from him and march toward them.
Im tired boss
I glare up at him. “Explain this.”
Get out
“Do you know my daughter’s fiancé, young lady?”
WHAT
my Lenochka,
Get the fuck out bro
“Why? You think if you’re my whore, you’ll want me any less? You’ll open your legs for me any less? You’re a slut for me, Lia.”
Public execution effective immediately
Her leg squeezes me as more tears slide down her cheeks, soaking us both.
Can she get a fucking grip
I spot Yan in his Mercedes
My goat
He retrieves a pack of cigarettes. “May I?”
AWWWWWW
I broke my tibia and the bone punctured the skin.
From a single fucking jump come on bro thats an injury people get after crashing 100kmph into a truck
In other words, I’ll never be able to be a ballerina again.
Its so fucking unrealistic but anyway poor girl
Dragging it behind me, I gingerly limp to the window and open it.
WOAH WOAH PAUSE
“Scars mean you are alive and strong enough to survive.” He kisses the top of my head. “I’ll worship each of your scars until you’re able to face them, Lenochka.”
If I’d gotten here even a second later, I would’ve come to collect her corpse.
but Yan hasn’t left Lia’s side.
“That motherfucker did it on purpose.”
Kill it
“Want me to help?”
AHHHHH I LOVEEE HIM
He doesn’t go out unless absolutely necessary.”
My goat just like me
“You didn’t hear it from me.” “Cross my heart.” He smiles again, and I’m struck by how pretty he really is.
Love love love love
“It’s okay.” He narrows his eyes. “It’s fine. Jesus. Are you the vocabulary police?”
I don’t even know where I got the sudden appetite from.
JE
RE
MYYYYYYYYYYY
“How can I be sure?” “You’ll have to trust me.”
Look at the tables turning
A strong sense of nausea hits me and I clutch my stomach from the force of it.
JE RE MY. JE RE MY. JE RE MY.
“I think you’re pregnant.”
YUUUURRRRRRR
Adrian was right. I am pregnant. Five weeks.
WOOOOO JEREMY ON THE WAY
A tenacious life which survived all the stress I’ve been through up until now.
Hes a warrior
My eyes widen. Did he…do this on purpose?
Please tell me he didnt
“Stop acting like the most caring person alive when you planned this all along.”
Babe you dont even have proof yet
“You were pregnant before I had to do that.”
OKAY MATE WHAT?
“You…you planned it?” “Yes.”
YOU FUCKER
“Are you even hearing yourself? How could you do this to me?” “I didn’t.” “You were planning to.” “For the third time, I didn’t have to.”
WELL IT DOESNT MAKE IT ANY FUCKING BETTER??????
“What are you doing, Adrian?” “We’re getting married.”
REF DO SOMETHING
He faces me with an exasperated look. “What, Lia? What is it?”
You have NO RIGHT to act annoyed
“About a month.”
Thats crazy
I hobble toward him and refuse to stare at the slight awe in his eyes,
Im sorry but her crippling her way down the isle is so funny
“I do,” I say meekly, with no emotions at all. “Are you sure, miss?” the priest asks,
IM GONNA PISS MYSELF
“I now pronounce you husband and wife,” the priest says with a regretful tone.
breakable, even. Just like her leg.
Was the last part necessary
but I’ll separate my body from my mind and my heart.
Yap yap we all know youre too much of a pussy to do that
It’s not only about the welts. It’s about the frightening friction in my core that heightens with each of his merciless lashes.
Yeah keep telling yourself that
He slaps me again and I wail, my body wiggling sideways, but he holds me down by the hair. “Say you’re mine.” “No.” Slap. “Say. It.” My tears soak the pillow and I feel like I might pass out. Like his next strikes will knock me out cold.
What the fuck
Adrian might have started as the only one with power, but I’m slowly finding mine.
Dont make me laugh
You’ll bow to me, wife.”
Kill yourself
when I see a few homeless people huddled near the corner, begging for money. My heart aches for them, but at the same time, I envy the freedom they have.
Funny story actually
Facing him, I try to ignore that he’s still licking and nibbling on my finger,
New pc, ignore pablo
“I’m do…not hide them.”
Am I having a stroke
“I mean outside air,” I recover quickly. “I want to breathe outside air.”
Ah yes the polluted piss smelling air of New York
