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To the losers, the freaks, and the outcasts. Keep chasing sunrises.
I wanted to feel it again, feel it harder. I wanted to rip open his viciousness and take it all in. I wanted to ride this man like a goddamn rollercoaster and then take his friends for a spin too.
before he said, “Get lost, Jessica.”
It was feral — a beast’s grin. Wild, reckless and, finally, victorious.
“That’s what happens when you play with knives. Eventually you’ll get cut.” “Maybe you shouldn’t play with them, then.”
“Okay, really creepy! That better not be my fucking Mac lipstick.”
“You’re no distressed damsel. You’re a very dangerous queen bee.”
“Fuck me like you hate me, Manson. Make it hurt.”
This was our game, and I didn’t care what it took to make her ours in the end.
