So, me telling her I went all out, not only because I demanded her respect from these niggas, but because in my head, she was mine, might not sit well with her. I had to ease my way in, making sure she understood I wasn’t that coward ass nigga she was used to and that our ideas of possession meant two different things. I wanted her to be safe. I wanted all her fucking time she didn’t spend working or with her family and friends to be mine. I wanted to wake up to her, go to sleep next to her. Listen to her tell me about all the weird types of treatments and cures she found from the seventeenth
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