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August 17 - August 18, 2025
Are drug-addicted raccoons a trigger? Debate!
Lol
“I’m not sure that really classifies as food.” Dr. Kane frowns at me.
Why are there page breaks in the middle of conversations
“Looks totally safe.” “They only murder people in there on the weekends.”
Lol
I focus my attention back to the blender and the smoothie.
Thats not food
“I got a little stuck. And you specifically said, ‘Any trouble whatsoever, call me.’ This is ‘trouble whatsoever.’” “I didn’t mean killing someone and disposing of their body.” “I did the killing part. I just need a little help with the disposal.” Fionn lets out an exasperated sigh. “‘Body disposal’ was not on my list of trouble.” “You should have clarified that from the beginning.”
“Investigators are really going to have questions if the body turns up with his eyes stapled open,” Fionn says
“In me. On me. Yeah … cum kink. It’s kind of my thing.” My cock goes impossibly harder. “If that’s not your thing though—” “That’s my thing. Definitely,” I
But what if you couldn’t find me?” My strokes slow. I hold her gaze. The urge to kiss her steals my breath. It takes every last thread of my restraint not to do it, and it leaves nothing else behind. Maybe she won’t see that every barrier I try to keep up has crumbled, if only for a heartbeat, when I say, “I will always find you, Rose.”
after a couple weeks ago when we finally hooked up
still standing where I left him, his brow creased, the ghost of a thoughtful frown lingering at the corners of his lips. The call button dings, and the doors slide open and he still hasn’t moved. “Just because you finger fucked me on a plane doesn’t mean I want to get married, Dr. Kane,” I say as two women exit the elevator arm in arm. “You tell him, badass bitch,”
It didn’t take much convincing to get him to go for a little run, but then again I might have told a lie or two about letting him fuck me in the ass if he beat my nonexistent treadmill record.”
Lmfao
“I don’t think he’s just going to magically die on your treadmill, Rose.” “A girl can dream.”
😂
“Yeah. He’s definitely dead,” I say as I lift my hand from his neck. “Is that your professional diagnosis?” Rose
Lol
“Have you ever heard of Giulia Tofana?”
Yes queen 🙌🏻
ONE YEAR LATER
Fuck no would I still be having sex with him
And the moment his lips touch mine, I know I’ll never be the same.
Jesus Finally
I remember how high my heart had soared when he pressed his lips to mine, only to come crashing down a few short hours later.
A photo comes in from Sloane next. The girls are standing on either side of a cardboard cutout of me, a photo they took at Sloane’s wedding where I was pissed drunk at the little pub after the ceremony, dancing with an inflatable dinosaur
Lol
It’s been nine months since I last saw him.
