Break Yo Self Foo Novels & Stories

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"Yes. Just like that Theo. Eat my p*ssy." +++

"Son, you have to stop blaming yourself about what happened to her. It was not your fault. You have to forgive yourself." "I can't, Mom. I just can't. It was my fault, Mom. I killed her. She died in hands. I should have stopped myself." "It is not your fault. Okay? Go back to sleep."

Taylor Swift. Damian groaned. "No." "Yes." "Sebastian, I swear—" "You said you hated my taste in music. This is my taste in music." Sebastian turned up the volume. "Shake It Off" filled the car. "Now sing." "I am not singing." "You are absolutely singing." Damian crossed his arms. He lasted until the first chorus. Then his foot started tapping. Then his mouth started moving. By the second chorus, he was singing along—quietly at first, then louder, then with his whole chest.

Chapter 18 (Song Kygo - could you love me) “I'm sorry For all the stupid things I'm saying right now I don't know I guess I Just need to love myself a little more Before I love somebody else And I been praying To be a better man for you Oh, oh I hope I'm changing (I hope I'm changing) I just wanna be a better man for you For you, for you Could you love me With all my crazy? Could you look past all the goodbyes, all the maybes?

I calmed myself before answering. "I'm not being rude, you're just insignificant" there's a shock on his face but not long after that, he smiled. A mischievous smile that made me even more annoyed "I'm insignificant in your eyes today but sooner or later your eyes will only search for me, ms-who-loves-to-slap-my-handsome-face" with that, he walked away and went somewhere I don't care. "in your dreams" I whispered while drinking my tequila. ***

Three years of lessons wouldn’t be enough. She thought of running or coming up with some excuse that would mean she wouldn’t be stomping on his toes through a whole dance. No, she thought, taking a breath. Tonight is for fun. Dancing is fun. If he doesn’t like me because I can’t dance, then he isn’t worth my time. She wasn’t about to let herself down now. She was Fun Kat tonight. Not Scaredy Kat, not Responsible Kat, and certainly not Running-away Kat. Taking one last swig of champagne, Kat set the empty glass down on the closest table and grinned at Mr. Sexy-wink. She was going to show him a good time, even if she had to fake it. She knew she could do this.

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The ring bounced off the slightly rusted iron walls and landed on the ground, revealing the carved-out inscription inside. I had carved my initials, "HF", inside the ring when I was younger. "She got attacked by the zombies after saving me, and lost her ability to run. And yet, I called her a leech…" A sudden dark shadow flew right past the window. It was a crow, pecking at some rotten flesh outside. Brenda suddenly began to laugh. She laughed like a maniac who had completely lost her mind. "That's right! I did it! I did it all! I was so worried that she'd snatch you away, so I pretended to be infected by the zombie virus on purpose!

On my feet. Fuck.