Cinta Itu Bulshit Novels & Stories

I demanded as he nods, giving me another one to try on, and like before it also tore apart. "What is your problem, Man! these are way too expensive for someone to afford it and here you are shattering it?" Sam spoke in a disbelieving voice. "Excuse me, you brought all these in one size smaller than mine, " I again defended myself. "I think your biceps are too big, Lord, " Sofia spoke, pointing at the shirt's hand from where it wrecked. Maybe, she is right, but I can't do anything about it, can I? As suddenly, Sam laughed, catching our attention.

and ugh it's all the same — melanin & fuckin melanin @wanna-make-cam-my-fam ok firstly just listen to me u uncultured swine, she is fuckin beautiful and she always has been beautiful. I RMB seeing her in this cafe she always goes to — she has a very sassy nature and she seems like a genuinely good person (she ended toxic masculine mentality in two minutes and i almost ended up spitting out my coffee xD ) @camramintome AND HONESTLY, if she wants to *remove* you, you would probably be lying in pieces all over the Pacific ocean bed so like keep ur filthy opinions to urself fuckhead

His brown eyes that was trying to hide all the fear. “Sólo nos dicen que qué trabajas para” ,(just tell us who do you work for) pushing the gun deep on his treasured possession. He just gave me a sharp look. “You are too beautiful for this job mi amore” giving an insulting smile. I pull the trigger and he was shocked on his face and look between his legs. “The next bullet will let you live in shame for the rest of your life.” I place it again in between his legs, this time I could smell more fear on him. “I am not very patient Amigo, uno…dos…”

What she saw made her stomach churn. The page was flooded. It was a tsunami of hate, much worse than the incident with Sabrina. After all, Camila Rodrigues was the “sweetheart of Brazil,” the untouchable princess. The power of her fanatical fans was terrifying. [Helena, you snake! Show yourself! If you're hiding, it's because you're guilty!] [Attempted murder! You switched the sword on purpose! You jealous bitch! You should rot in jail!] [Being slandered once might be bad luck, but so many times? The problem is your rotten character! Die!]

sabi ko i hate clingy gosh "Asosssss sasabihin ko kay ms, april na ikaw ang nag lagay na patay na daga sa bag niya yung ginawa mong poison kaya lang magiging mabaho yun pag nag tagal ng isang oras" What my gosh he's so "Subukan mo" "Talaga" "Ethan i hate you" i said its true namn "Ano? Anong its true? Kanina mo pa ako iniinsulto sa utak mo ha n" what so he keeps reading my mind? "Yes" ohh my poor patient "You! Halika ka dito ako ang papatay sayo" i said then he run no! "Kung mahuhuli mo ako," .....

Thank you for reading "Love And Secrets❤️ I love you guys so much 🥺=== Fuck friendship! Fuck my fucking crush on him! Fuck their stupid fight! Fuck... Fuck everything! It's all fucking bullshit!

Her bloodshot eyes were burning with hatred. "Why? Why can't you learn that your place in this family will always be beneath me, and you don't deserve to be happy or rich." Keisha continued, screaming. "Maybe it's because your sad excuse for a marriage wasn't built on anything real. It was built on top of quicksand. Besides, everything you think you own was never yours to begin with. Nevertheless, I am better than you. A diamond doesn't explain itself, the cubic zirconia does. " I replied to her in a calm and almost too soft way.

Changing her expressions she ignores his words as usual making him more furious. Pihu looks at them. The little part of her heart feels jealous whereas her major part inside feels happy. She wants them to get united at any cost. "Oh actually, if you add sugar, her bitterness would get affected. You have heard about this saying, bitterness doesn't deserve sugar" saying so Arjun smirked at Ishu. Pihu: whose sayings is this? "Who else can say such nonsense? It must be Arrogant Kumar Bhalla's saying" Said Ishu smirking back at Arjun.

Back with Aurora looking at me like she didn’t know whether to run or stay. I cursed under my breath as release hit, sharp and blinding. She shuddered around me, nails clawing my shoulders. For a moment, we stayed tangled, catching breath. Then I pulled back, tucking myself in, grabbing my shirt. Valentina frowned. “That’s it? No sweet words, no compliments?” “You know what this is,” I said flatly. Her eyes narrowed. “You think you’re untouchable, don’t you? You’ll regret treating me like this one day.”

The warmth it brought did little to ease the ache in my chest as I catch her up on what transpired today. "I’m tired, Mrs. Kinsley,” I admitted, setting my glass down with a sigh. “I’m tired of fighting for someone who doesn’t see me.” Mrs. Kinsley leaned in closer, her expression growing more serious, though her eyes still sparkled with that wicked sense of humor. “Nicola, listen to me. I’ve known a lot of women in my time, and let me tell you something: real love isn’t always the fairy tale you read about in those books of yours. It’s not all hearts and flowers, where he sees you, falls in love, and can’t breathe without you after that. Real love is messy, it’s complicated, and sometimes,