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Her ops are my ops
He may have a PhD in plant biology, but I’m a doctor in brat with a focus on pushing his buttons.
There’s a guilt-ridden sadness to watching your best friend finally get her dream guy when the dream guy ends up just being another asshole.
The first chainsaw goes off in the distance, two girls in our group scream as they clutch each other. A smile spreads over my face. Finally. I’ve been waiting all year for this. I fucking love Halloween.
“You know how the readers get when there’s too much smut and not enough plot.”
“Weak. I’d rather stuff my pussy full of microfiber towels. Chainsaw him, Daddy!”
She’s so unhinged, and I’ve never been more in love.
It’s not that I draw the line at innocent babies. It’s that her reason is just so fucking stupid.
Not very ACAB of me to fuck a cop, but maybe if he’s dying, we can count it as my effort to the cause.
“Be with me, in the deranged and in the sane. We do it together. To the end.”
She is my compass, and her needle always points to hell.
