| Date: | 2014-09-07 17:39 |
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The quickest way to a cunt’s ragged little heart is to take the time to find out what she loves about herself.
And then threaten it.
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| Date: | 2014-09-07 17:33 |
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You seem upset, but I’m happy to tell you that this may all be over soon.
I sent a message to your husband, telling him that he can have you back… if he goes on the local news and tells everyone watching that you’re a worthless cunt who deserves everything that happens to her, and that he’s ashamed to be married to such a despicable whore. He says that, and your adventure is over and you’re free to go.
Let’s watch together and see what he does!
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| Date: | 2014-09-07 17:14 |
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I wanted to do something really special for our first wedding anniversary, and now that you’re all strapped in, I can let you in on the surprise I’ve cooked up. Listen very carefully.
See, after I found out you were adopted, I hired someone to track down your birth parents. The process took months, but my guy finally came through! Turns out, your birth mom moved to Oregon and became an accountant, with a loving family and a mortgage; seems like a perfectly normal person. Your birth dad, meanwhile, never left the area, ending up an alcoholic with a violent rap sheet and a long string of failed marriages.
I tracked him down at his favorite bar today, pretended to bump into him, and got him even more drunk than usual. After we’d knocked back a few, I showed him naked photos of you, and told him it was his lucky day; I’d square his substantial bar tab if he’d come to my house tonight and fuck my wife while I watch.
He took me up on it, and he’ll be here in five minutes, baby.
I wonder if he’ll recognize a bit of himself in your eyes?
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| Date: | 2014-09-07 17:11 |
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Cunts are alchemists whose bodies transmute pain and subjugation into love.
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| Date: | 2014-08-25 22:07 |
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the day when i will forget him, will be the happiest day of my life.
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| Date: | 2014-08-18 19:11 |
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ir pagājušas jau vairākas nedēļas, kopš mans plāns tika īstenots. vilšanās. jo gaidītās laimes vietā, es nejūtu neko. kā sak- nevar uzburt laimi uz citu nelaimes. bet labāk šādi, nekā justies kā apbižots bērns.
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| Date: | 2014-07-30 21:10 |
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rīt ir tā diena. kad es viņam atņemšu visu- silto vietiņu birojā, dravdzeni, ģimenes uzticību un vissvarīgākais- brīvību. jau sāku just, kā pamazām manī kā tēja ievelkas laimes sajūta- sapišot dzīvi tam, kurš mani pazemojis.
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| Date: | 2014-06-18 18:05 |
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kad būšu pabeigusi kompostrēt viņa nervus un veiksmi, uz tā visa es iesēšu viņā cerību sēklu. jo nelaimē cerība ir dabīgais līdzkomponents. un ir tik viegli noticēt cilvēkam, kurš visvairāk sāpina. viņa laiks izbirs tāpat kā lielīga cilvēka monētas pie kases.
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| Date: | 2014-06-18 17:46 |
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naids manā vēderā izraisa tās pašas sajūtas, kādas mīlestība. pat ja taureņu vietā tajā dūc un kož sirseņi.
paralēli okupējot viņa prātu un vismaigākajā balstiņā čukstot ausī, ka viņš ir vislabākais, ir tik neiespējami iekniebt sev, apslāpēt savu vēlmi izkliegt lietas un ieslēgt savu patiesumu iekšā, nebūtībā.
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| Date: | 2014-06-18 17:18 |
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Stundas nomaina dienas, naktis izspēlē 302022 detalizētus scenārijus, kā viņš nomirst. Vienīgās izmaiņas tajos ir mana reakcija. No smiešanās kā delfīnam, kurš mirst, līdz epileptiskai raudāšanai. Tikmēr rūpnīcu dūmi veido mākoņus debesīs. Un pat manas notekcaurules ienīst to reliģijai līdzīgo fanātismu par lepnumu un atriebību.
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