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Men thought they were so big and scary, but a gossiping woman was evil incarnate. They knew how to eviscerate a person with a few words. I aspired to be like them.
Some relationships require a lot of patience and forgiveness. Sadly, I’m not a good person and I don’t care.
There was something about upsetting a bully with control issues that made me infinitely happy.
I was born to kill men and suffer.
Unsurprisingly, I’d become the problem. Again.
You couldn’t be a bystander and still play the sweet hero. It didn’t work that way.
I couldn’t remember why I was supposed to avoid the villain.
Every day, I got sexier and funnier.
I was tired of pretending to heal, I was going to start traumatizing everyone back.
Did I look like a try hard? No. I preferred to be a try soft. Life on easy mode was what I was looking for. Sadly, I had not found it yet.
It was still one of the great mysteries of the realms how my darling Sadie had seen the psychotic snake bastard and thought, That one’s mine, I love him. It was one of the main reasons I insisted she go to therapy.
Existence was a cosmic joke, and I wasn’t strong enough to survive it.
While it was true that sometimes even modern-day killers had fans, I’d always made it a point to cheer extra loud as their intestines spilled out.
Usually, I ignored the kings. Their opinions were like male thongs. Useless. Disturbing. And literally no one asked for them.
Their niceness was too much for my feminine constitution. The sun god truly gave his hardest battles to his strongest soldiers.
Excited to announce, I’m going to stop giving men the benefit of the doubt.
It had all started when I was born. After that, everything had gone to absolute shit.
Physically, I was hideous. Mentally, I was worse. Spiritually, I was a slut. So basically everything evened itself out and I was thriving.
Wasn’t love caring for someone more than you cared about yourself?
Love made the darkest days feel brighter.
“I just want to read smutty books and have family dinners. Maybe stab a couple of people who deserve it and call it a day. Not lead a war.”
