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Cereal_killer ... Yes_you_suck ... I_love_my_mommy ... Will_the_devil DARN IT! *PEASANT I_love_my_mommy BUT, DUDE, YOU ARE ALREADY EXPOSED. Will_the_devil IT WAS AUTOCORRECT, WHAT THE HECK?! Yes_you_suck SURE. Cereal_killer SURE. I_love_my_mommy SURE. I_pooped I MEAN, HE IS RIGHT, GUYS. I AM NOT A PRINCESS. I AM A QUEEN.

Please, let this be a joke. "Exactly and I'm serious." He says like he's reading my mind. "Oh, I... I'm really s-sorry. I'll bring it back when I get dressed." I stutter and overthink the words I just spoke out loud. I should let it wash first of course. When I'm nervous I sometimes talk weird stuff and stutter all the time. I hate to show it like this.

then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.

get out",he growled. "Wait what",I sat confused on the ground. "I said get the f**k out!",he growled again. I could feel it in the air and it made the hair on my skin rise. "F**k you!", I flipped him off and ran out of the room,can you believe that bastard,I cussed at him all the way while tears streamed down my face ,I don't know why but I was really upset about the way he treated me just now ,he sleeps with those others but rejects me. I don't pay attention to where I'm going and bump into the muscle of wall .

I raised an eyebrow. "Communication is ninety-three percent non-verbal," I said. "Just because he can't communicate the way you'd like him tobfor the remaining seven percent, does not make him stupid." "Besides," I said, switching to English. "You can't understand me now. Does that make you stupid?" The man looked at me with furrowed eyebrows before dismissively waving his hand and walking away. "Small-minded asshole." I muttered as he walked away. Zak gave me an amused smile and I shook my head.

His gaze degradingly rakes over my figure. Goosebumps begin surfacing over my skin. Anxiously, I shift my weight on my feet. A brief bewildered glint shines through his eyes before vanishing. His face contorts in an abrupt sordid expression. "You're extremely repulsive Kashani, beyond repulsive, and you should know that you really should, it's imperceivable how beyond fūcking repulsive you are." Indignation begins ascending within me. What the hell is wrong with him?!

Helena cursed. "We were so close at finally punishing that bastard Xavier. I would've killed him if he agreed to take the punished. Cursed those stupid rules, him still being alive shows us how weak we are. We now have two abomination walking free among our midst." Cortez slammed his hand smashing the table into two.

No doubt, it will become a place for wounded people from the underworld to seek treatment without the risk of embarrassing questions from the feds. As for Santo, we're not sure what's wrong with him lately. His mood swings are increasingly violent and strange. Sometimes we can see him smiling like a happy jerk, then suddenly, he goes into a black rage and breaks everything in his path. Fortunately, he is always careful to control himself in the presence of children.

This next chapter is about the next Dirty J member Titus. Being a no attachment guy Titus meets Ivana. Eagered not to be attached Ivana tries to pretend she is not in love with Titus but jealously is eating her from the inside and constantly lies to make her pretend easy. Will she confess or keep the lies? IVANA “Stupid, idiotic, moronic son of a bitch!” “You know that ‘stupid,’ ‘idiotic,’ and ‘moronic’ all mean basically the same thing, right?” My best friend, Chelsea, grinned at me.

Serena felt dirty, it turned her stomach to think she was almost raped by a drunk man, wanting to tell Alex that she was fine, she found herself the moment she opened her mouth, throwing up every contents in her belly, she felt weak and almost wanted to fall when Alex quickly held her.