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The story of my life should have been titled Sadie: The Bitch Who Was in Pain. Existence fucking hurt.
Serenity wasn’t the absence of conflict; it was the stillness within chaos.
Cobra, who was walking past at that exact moment, tripped and slammed his face into the wall. “Buy that. Immediately,” he croaked.
“I love you so fucking much it terrifies me. I don’t know how to fucking take care of someone. Don’t know how to be something for anybody. But I want to be someone for you.”

