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Legend says—or rather Nana says—that the house caught fire and killed the construction workers during the building structure phase.
She was always smiling and humming, while Mom’s cursed with a perpetual scowl on her face and looking at life like her glasses got smashed when she was plunged out of Nana’s vagina.
I don’t mind cooler temperatures, but I’d prefer it if my nipples didn’t cut through all of my clothing.
I think I need a bigger mouth. More alcohol would fit in it.
As fucked as it is after dealing with human body parts, I’m in the mood for a mean ass burger.
All I want to do is break her. Shatter her into pieces. And then arrange those pieces to fit against my own. I don’t care if they don’t fit—I’ll fucking make them.
And I will gladly cross every single line if it means making this girl mine. If it means forcing her to be mine.

