Shhh... Gianna's Side Quotes

“Sometimes you have to walk away from people you love to find yourself.”
― M. Robinson, Shhh... Gianna's Side

“I want you to come, baby. I want you to come so hard. You’re mine and I want to own your body, mind and soul, and I don’t even know if that’s enough,”
― M. Robinson, Shhh... Gianna's Side

“He fucked me with anger, he fucked me with passion, he fucked me for all the pain and punishment I put him through, but most importantly, he fucked me with love.”
― M. Robinson, Shhh... Gianna's Side

“I want to lick your pussy.” He kissed my right cheek. “I want to suck on your clit.” He kissed the tip of my nose. “And I want to push my tongue so far into your cunt–” he taunted a few centimeters from my mouth “– and make you come, until every ounce of you is dripping down my face,” he groaned.”
― M. Robinson, Shhh... Gianna's Side

“How could you turn in to someone that you hate? How does your enemy become someone you see every time you look in the mirror? How do you hate yourself so much that sometimes you think the only way out is by ending it all?”
― M. Robinson, Shhh... Gianna's Side

“Do you want this?” he asked after a long silence. “Because once we cross this line there is no going back. Do you understand me? You’re mine,” he demanded, once again gripping my throat.”
― M. Robinson, Shhh... Gianna's Side

“Open your legs,” he ordered. “Wider.” He rubbed and slapped my pussy, taking turns in making me jump and struggle. His hand found my throat again, but this time he had more leverage to squeeze since he was facing me. “Trust me with your body,” he coaxed.”
― M. Robinson, Shhh... Gianna's Side

“I nervously laughed, “What?” “Did. You. Fuck. Him?” he hissed, using emphasis on every word. “Ever?” “Today,” he questioned impatiently. “Have his hands been on you? Has he been inside you?”
― M. Robinson, Shhh... Gianna's Side

“I lived my “true” life for seven months. It was beautiful, it was chaotic, it was crazy… it was us. It was love.”
― M. Robinson, Shhh... Gianna's Side

“People can be whatever you want them to be. I am perfect example of that. On the inside, everything is wrong, all of it is misplaced, and nothing holds secure. I was never pretty enough, I was never good enough, I was never smart enough, I was just never enough. They needed flawlessness and excellence, and on the outside, I portrayed it to a T. But on the inside, I was dying. Damaged goods. At least when you buy something broken you can return it, but what do you do when that´s not an option, When you have no choice but to wake up every morning with a smile on your face because that´s what people expect.”
― M. Robinson, Shhh... Gianna's Side