Novel & Cerita You Don T Judge Me Cause I Got Issues

" I know who you are and what you are not. " "I'm not perfect ." I pulled back and looked at her . " Even though your nose is all red and clogged up, eyes all swollen , lips included, even though you look like a mess . You're perfect to me." " I don't know what to do for you. " " All I ask is that you love me through all seasons." " I know you had a pretty dark past . " " I don't want to be judged for it ." " I know ; and I've never judged you . "

“Just get the fuck off, I need to get this all done by today.” How dare he talk about my family like that? Perfect?! Perfect my ass! He didn’t know anything about me or my family! Money may not be a problem, but I’d pick love over money any day. If I could swap all the money to how my family used to be, I would. I got up. The chair made screeching noises when I dragged it backward. Looking down at him, I held back my tears and said, “You don’t know anything about me or my family. So don’t you dare judge me.”

I am happy that I got a person who could hear my whines and won't judge me and all my problems. To Be Continued

She’s smiling as she says this and I am freaking the fuck out. “What the fuck do you mean they will come to me with issues with their pups, what the absolute fuck amd I suupoed to do with that Elizabeth. Just the idea of talking about pups is making me freak the fuck out. Do you not get this yet? I am not your typical Luna, I will never act how you think I should. Fuck, I knew this was a god damn mistake. I should never have agreed to this bullshit.” By now I am freaking out so bad I can’t breath, so I am leaving the room trying to get outside.

I looked at Yusuf who was looking at me seriously, "What's wrong?" “I really feel like I'm worth it right now, I don't know what to do for you. I'm not from a wealthy family, I don't even know who and what I really am. During this time, I always lost my identity. And when I met you, you gave me what I never received. I—I owe you dear!”

right into Glen's bed. When she couldn't reach me later, she started playing the sympathy card. One day she'd be drunk, the next day in some minor car accident. Once, after she drank herself into a stomach bleed, Glen even texted me. He said I had ruined Rhea and asked if I was finally happy now. What did I do when I got that message? Right. I just scoffed and deleted the photo. I ruined her? Please. It was just karma doing its thing. Funny how people didn't like it when their bad deeds caught up to them.

I was about to hit the send button, but almost like I had gotten paralysed on my fingers, I couldn't hit send. Erasing and retyping the same message, I sighed and threw my phones into the drawer, and I looked up to meet the man still staring at me. “ Is it a law issue? Trust me I've got huge strings in the judiciary, and almost anything will get sorted with the least possible damage. Is it health? I have big boots in there too” I shook my head, “ nah… listen to me Mr butcher i feel Dizzy right now and will be leaving. Thank you for offering me help, I really appreciate it.

There were some things one couldn’t avoid doing. “My daughter, I no go judge you. I no say e hard, but abeg no make am your permanent work. I take God beg you. (I won't judge you. I know it's not easy but please it your permanent source of income.)” She pleaded. “I have heard you.”

I just couldn't do a thing . #TBC

But still, don't judge people. At least not verbally. If you're going to be judgy about something or someone else, do it in your heart, alright? Because they can't hear what you say in your head and wouldn't feel bad, except they're mind readers, then it could all go south. That rhymed, sleek.