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INSANE
I sit on the couch, tied, my body feels cracked but my mind isn’t. I think I need to stretch my body to my soul after I got home. William cooked behind me, I have no idea what kind of hell that he tries to feed me after this. I turn around and look at him “What makes you so long?” I ask. “Jesus Christ, can you please shut your mouth fuck up? You made my life like hell!” William responds as he put the food inside the microwave.
I’m waiting in silence as my eyes keep looking around the place, thinking about what i
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