“If something seems too good to be true, it’s best to shoot it just in case.”
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“If something seems too good to be true, it’s best to shoot it just in case.”
“For the love of god, I go out one night a month!” Abby burst out. “I dn’t think it’s too much to ask that when I come home frommy support group there’s not a mess that needs to be cleaned up. Now who is responsible for this?”
“I-- I can’t go out there he’s sitting at the bar” panic filled the small blonde, fear present in her eyes as she looked up at her partner for the evening, she was shaking and yet frozen in her spot.
“What the FUCK is that? And why is it in our living room?”
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How dare he. How dare he.
Bonnie couldn’t help the fit of anger that tore through her as she looked through her journal. Full of sketches and writings. Her eyes burning. She grabbed the poker next to the fire place and prodded it back to life. Then started to tear out page after page from her invalued journal into the flames. Tears starting to bud at the corners of her eyes. If she didn’t have it, then she wouldn’t have this privacy infringed upon.
“Keep going,” She whispered to herself, throwing another sketch of her princess into the slowly growing fire.
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Ever since that gossip girl blast, there had been kids cornering her trying to buy her pills off of her. It had taken all of her will power to not punch someone by now. Not to mention she’d been called up to the Dean’s office, and they knew she had medication to take three times a day. And with her schedule she couldn’t come down to the nurse’s office just to take them every day.
And then there were teachers who were trying to talk a little sense into her, because they hadn’t been told that she was on prescribed medication and they were worried about her. A growl was starting to rumble up from her throat as someone else approached her, while she was trying to study, “Sorry, they’re not for sale. Fuck off.”
“Look, this is the one time I’ve had this month that isn’t working, studying, or stressing over the fact that my landlord has jacked up the rent. Again. So you can either join me or fuck off.”
Was Bonnie Bennett rolling a blunt? Why yes, yes she was.
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someone needs to stop him, or actually make him sleep. regardless he has spent the entire day off work sketching. except not the art that was actually sellable, or even good -- instead he’d drawn a rather excellent nude female. except that on her chest were two -- exquisitely drawn bumble bees.
‘ --- get it? boobees. ‘