#he can smell your sins and knows what you had for breakfast four years ago

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Although nobody likely cares, I'll post some OC lore. Because I have COVID and will be confined to one small room for many days, and my neurodivergent ass can't handle that.

The character's name is Nairin Chauveron, and he's from a species called Shadows. These creatures have the ability to use magic and live for a very long time, and can also become Beast creatures. His, for example, is some weird giant white fox thing. However, Shadows are prone to a disease widely known as Corruption, which screws up their magic and can alter their forms.

They have crystals on their bodies, usually their chests, made of similar materials to their bones and horns. When a Shadow has Corruption, these crystals, or Cores, as they're known, fill up with dark magic when they usually contain regular life force. This makes the Shadow have a lot of negative effects, which I might explain later if prompted. (Although I most likely will not be prompted.)

Anyway, Nairin is pretty much the new king of the mountains, and I call him the bean man because he has paw feet with toe beans. He's also a slut. If you want to read the story I wrote featuring him, here's the link: https://www.wattpad.com/1318871197-mirror-dreams-not-this-dream-again-chapter-1

The story posts irregularly and it's mostly so I can get myself to do things. The first pic was drawn by me a while ago, the second is in a Picrew, the link is here: https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/1414503

I might post more about him later, and I had another, newer image somewhere, but seeing as I can't find it, that'll have to wait.

#ocs #original character #oc artwork #royalty #picrew #fantasy #story #lore #oc lore #silly old man #creature #I do NOT care I made the Cores BEFORE watching Steven Universe and I refuse to change it so go suck an egg if you think it's copying it >:( #marker art #long nose #he can smell your sins and knows what you had for breakfast four years ago #demon? #he regularly breaks into a human-world church and at this point the priest has just surrendered completely to give him yogurt #but his lactose intolerant ass cant handle it #so he ouch tummy taking a crap while swearing at god

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Finance Management (Deckard Shaw/Reader)

Deckard Shaw (Fast & Furious) x Reader

Word count: 1.9k CW: mention of food & alcohol, smut

Female reader

Note: This short fic has been inspired by a friend of mine who created the character of the financial advisor of mister Shaw.  Also there is not enough fics with Deckard Shaw so here we are. 

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“Mister Shaw, it’s me again, I’m so sorry but I really need you to call me back please. It’s important. Thank you.”

You let out a deep sigh as you hang up. Handling the finances of rich people is a lucrative and thrilling job, but damn it sometimes those clients of yours are annoying. Especially Mister Shaw.

First, he’s annoyingly busy and unreachable. Most powerful people are, but he can disappear for weeks on end without so much as sending an email.

Second, he’s also infuriatingly handsome and smart and funny. And he has an impeccable sense of style. He has nothing in common with the other clients of your firm, mainly old and boring men, whose only conversation subject is their money and how they hate their wives.

And finally, the worst thing about him is how good of a lover he is. You found out half a year ago, when you ended up in his bed after what should have been a regular business dinner. It was a mistake of course. One that could have cost you your career because it was a very serious breach of contract to sleep with a client.

You never told a soul, and you promised yourself to never do it again. But it was still hard to forget the feeling of him pressed against you, of his hands holding your waist, of his mouth between your thighs...

You try to focus again on your task and stretch your legs, kicking out your high heels. Feet bare on the soft carpet, you walk to the floor-to-ceiling window of your posh office, taking a second to admire the view, as the final rays of the sun disappear over the lake, and Geneva lights up under you. It’s breath-taking, really. But it also means you’re once again staying way too late at the office. Your assistant has gone home a couple hours ago, and your colleagues are either on vacation or on business trips, making you the only person on the building’s 7th floor. You still have a few things to finish so you plop on your leather chair and get back to work, hoping to make it home before 11pm.

That’s when you hear it: the familiar *ding* of the elevator’s door, at the end of the corridor. You tense immediately. You’re not waiting for anyone, and the security guards always use the stairs when completing their patrol.

Steps are coming down your way, and you grab your phone, ready to dial for the security team. And then you recognize his silhouette through the polished glass wall. There is a knock on your door before it opens to reveal Deckard Shaw himself. He’s wearing an expensive suit and an even more expensive watch, a very light stubble is highlighting his perfect jawbone and his deep grey eyes bear a mischievous glint. Handsome, as always.

“Mister Shaw…” you stammer.

“You know you can call me Deckard.” His stupidly sexy British accent and cocky smile will be the death of you.

He’s been in your office for two seconds and you already want to slap him in the face - or climb him like a tree, you can’t really decide.

“It’s quite late, Mister Shaw, you scared me. Anything I can do for you?” you insist on saying his family name, in a feeble attempt to maintain a professional façade.

“You needed to see me.” it’s more a comment than a question, and you’re suddenly reminded of the dozen of unanswered phone calls you made trying to reach him.

“Yes… yes, that’s right, but honestly you could have called tomorrow morning.”

“I’d rather see you in person.” he answers, looking you straight in the eyes. You can feel yourself blushing under his gaze. “Wanted to make sure you’re alright. You’re working too much you know.” he says with a soft smile, as his eyes drift down to your sore bare feet and then to the discarded heels under your desk.

What a condescending prick, you think. But at the same time, he’s right and his care seems somewhat genuine. It will not make you forget you almost lost your job because of him though.

“How did you know I was still here tonight?” you purposely redirect the attention on him, rather than you.

“Well, let’s say I would not leave the woman in charge of my assets without any... supervision.”

“Is that a polite way to say you’ve been spying on me?” you retort dryly.

“Oh I love when you’re getting all angry and snobbish, your French accent is even cuter.”

You’re gonna murder him. You really really want to tell him to go fuck himself, but he’s the one responsible for a very generous part of your paycheck, so you have to keep quiet.

“I would be more comfortable if we keep our conversation strictly professional, Mister Shaw.”

“Everything you want, dear.”

-----

“Mmph, fu-ck... Deckard, don’t stop”

The professional attitude has been long forgotten, since Deckard has pulled you onto his lap on the velvet couch of his presidential suite at the Four Seasons hotel, where you were supposed to only review the important documents he needed to see. But when the room service had brought a very nice bottle of Scotch, you knew you were screwed. You could not refuse a drink, and the warmth of alcohol combined with the warmth of his hand slightly brushing against your thigh had overcome all your resolve.

You are now sprawled on the king-size bed, moaning his name as Deckard Shaw is destroying your sanity very methodically. One foot on the floor, one leg bent on the edge of the bed, he’s pounding into you, holding your hip with one hand, and circling your clit with the other. His pace is calculated, not too fast so you can feel every inch of him, but not too slow so your nerves don’t have any respite, and it’s driving you crazy. Hands tangled in the dark silk sheets beneath you, you try to catch your breath to no avail.

“I won’t stop darling. Not until I can feel you coming again all over me.” His voice is like heavy honey, dripping all over your senses, drowning you in sweet and sinful promises.

You want to close your eyes to focus on the overwhelming feelings, but the view in front of you is too good to be missed. He looks like some demi-god, bathed in the subdued light of the room, broad and muscular chest, abs perfectly drawn. What is his job again? You vaguely remember him talking about serving a few years in the military when he was younger, but he is still definitely hitting the gym on a regular basis.

His muscles flex when he brings you down on his thick cock a little more sharply than before, and you keen as he hits that perfect spot inside of you. You can feel your orgasm build again, and so can he.

“You’re close, princess, aren’t you?”

You mewl in response and he chuckles darkly, keeping up with his ruthless assault on your most sensitive parts. He angles his fingers just a bit differently on your clit, and keeps thrusting into you, stretching you so perfectly you can’t remember the last time someone fucked you this good - wait , actually you can, it was a few months ago and it was by mister Deckard “annoyingly perfect” Shaw.

“Come on, I know you want to, I’ll keep going until you give me one more anyway princess…”

And that's it. You’re gone. Back arching off the bed, you come hard, harder than the first time, clenching around him. You barely hear him hiss in pleasure as you spasm helplessly on the soft sheets, the silk feeling almost cool against your burning skin.

----

“Good morning darling."

You open an eye, natural light is flooding the room, as is the delicious smell of fresh coffee and tea. At the foot of the bed, you spot a room service trolley loaded with breakfast treats and through the open door of the bathroom, you can see Deckard is looking at you in the mirror reflection while buttoning a crisp white shirt.

"Your tea is ready. Black, no milk, right?”

He's right and it's annoying because is there anything this man messes up?

"What time is it?" You ask, suddenly remembering you have a busy schedule today.

"You have 27 minutes to eat and get ready, so I can drop you off at your office in time for your first call of the day."

He knows about your tea preferences and your professional agenda, of course he does , he was not joking when mentioning the whole "spying-on-you" situation, or "supervision" as he liked to call it. He needs to stop it, but you decide to keep this discussion for another day.

You stretch, and rise to put on the hotel bathrobe, sighing at the thought of having to wear the same clothes as yesterday. Last you saw them, they were scattered on the floor all over the room and your underwear were positively ruined.

"The concierge was very helpful this morning, thanks to him I got you a few clothes delivered for today." Deckard adds as he pours himself a cup of coffee from the cart and gestures to the leather armchair where a couple of bags doning logos of luxury brands are perched.

You make your way to the packages, and open the first one to reveal a sophisticated dress, fitted and sexy, but not too much that it would be inappropriate as office wear. The second bag is a thoughtful selection of high end make-up products. And the last one contains a gorgeous set of lacy lingerie, nothing too raunchy but sexy nonetheless. Of course everything is in the right size.

"Thank you..." you whisper, a little stunned. The assortment must have cost him a couple grands at the very least - not that he can't afford it because you're well placed to be sure he can, but still, he did not have to do this.

You have to suppress a smile, because damn he's being annoyingly perfect once more, but you don't want to give him the satisfaction to reveal he was right when promising you could stay the night instead of going home and still look fresh for your day at work.

"I was thinking, I'm free tonight, so maybe we can finally review those documents, you know the ones you were supposed to show me before you jumped on me on the couch last night?" Deckard states as he bites in an apple in front of the window, casually looking at lake Geneva glinting in the bright morning sun.

You blush unwillingly, struggling to find a reply that would save you from admitting you had failed at enforcing your usual work ethic.

"I'm kidding dear!" He barks in a laugh. "I know enough to trust you on this venture, you have my approval to go on with the investment." He continues more seriously.

You open your mouth to answer but he's quicker.

"I'm not kidding about being free though, so what about dinner and then we can see where this takes us…"

When you don't answer immediately, he turns to look at you. Maybe he's realizing the situation can be awkward and precarious for you since you're technically working for him.

"You can say no, I won't take any offense." He adds without irony.

"Yes..." You finally answer, tip toeing toward him until you can snatch the apple he was eating from him. He protests but you shush him.

"...Yes, I would like this very much..."

As he starts to protest again, you take a big bite from the fruit with a knowing smile.

"...but only for dinner. Nothing more."

"You'll be the death of me." Deckard says, falsely irritated, his voice dropping lower.

"At least the feeling is mutual, mister Shaw ..."

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kastle + "“Is that.. my shirt?” please and thank you❤️❤️

HI, I KNOW YOU SENT THIS A MILLION YEARS AGO BUT I JUST FINISHED IT SO HOPEFULLY YOU LIKE IT <3

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If there’s one thing Karen hates most in the world, it’s laundry. Which isn’t entirely warranted, because a majority of her things are dry clean only, and she usually only has to do a load or two herself every other week—but still. She hates that it feels like an all day affair, she hates folding everything, she hates the feel of the lint of her fingers when she removes it from the filter. So when a warm Saturday in June arrives and she’s low on clothes, like really low on clothes, Karen realizes she should start a load. 

Unfortunately, her body is not on board with the idea. She wakes up slow, eats some late breakfast, and lethargically gathers the clothes strewn about her apartment. It’s a Saturday, so she has nothing to do but procrastinate. Procrastination forces her into the shower, and procrastination has her drinking coffee in a towel at the edge of her bed as she realizes that she has nothing to put on. It’s either she wears a skirt and blouse around the apartment or a towel until the first load is done. 

Or, her brain supplies helpfully, there’s Frank’s drawer. 

Karen’s eyes slide unwittingly towards her dresser, where the bottom drawer remains firmly closed. He’s been out of town for the last week or so with Curtis, up in the mountains with absolutely no reception. She knows it’s good for him to get away every once in a while, especially with his friends, but part of her—the smallest part, the only part not thinly veiled in denial—wishes he would have asked her along. It’s a thought she’s had a lot in the last couple days, accompanied by the hollow ache left by his absence. 

God, she misses him. 

She misses his surprise visits that turn into too much wine and inevitably leading to his crashing on the couch. She misses waking in the morning to freshly brewed coffee and he at the kitchen counter, head bowed over a book. She misses walking into the bathroom and inhaling Frank’s steamy post-shower smell: cedarwood, something earthy, something subtly metallic. It’s both a blessing and a curse to have him stay the night at her place; she only wishes it was in her bed, not on the couch. 

Karen sighs. Goosebumps are starting to pebble on her skin from the AC, and so she steels her resolve and kneels before Frank’s drawer. She’d casually offered it to him months ago over breakfast. You spend the night enough, she tells him while staring resolutely into her mug. Might as well have a change of clothes here just in case you need them. 

She had felt his eyes on her, all intense heat and wariness, long enough for her to fidget. And then finally he’d said: Yeah. Yeah, okay. Thanks, Karen. 

The drawer is filled with a myriad of things, and not just clothes. On the top of the pile there’s a paperback by Jack Kerouac, a box of ammo, and a pair of spare keys she suspects is to that intimidating black van he drives. Underneath is a pair of socks, boxers (that she hurriedly paws past), some grey sweatpants (that look absolutely sinful on him, she recalls), and a pair of dark jeans. At the very bottom is a long sleeved henley and a plain black t shirt—Karen pulls out the t shirt and slips it over her head before she can talk herself out of it.

It’s comfortable, if a little too big. The hem hangs just past her hips when she stands, so Karen slips on a pair of underwear and leaves it at that. The rest of the afternoon she spends doing laundry and pretending as if she can’t smell him on her with every inhale. And when the guilt starts to eat at her, she tells herself that the shirt will be cleaned and replaced before Frank even knows it’s missing. 

—

Except it isn’t, because of course it isn’t. 

Hour three of dragging herself through the slowest washing machine cycle in the world (she’d splurged a little on an apartment with a hook up, too unwilling to deal with the laundromat down the block) and the worst dryer to accompany it (she hadn’t so much splurged on the actual machines)—finds Karen on the couch, flipping through the television channels. It’s nearly four o’clock and the temperature outside has finally broken, so the air is off and the windows are open. A soft breeze occasionally brushes over the exposed skin of her legs. And there’s absolutely nothing on the television. 

So she does what any sane person would do, and returns to Frank’s drawer for the book. Not that she doesn’t have plenty of her own reading material, but she’s never read Kerouac and she’s a little curious what Frank sees in him. It’s halfway through the first chapter that she realizes there’s a key turning in the lock, and that Frank’s back. 

Because of course he would walk in to this: her, clothed in underwear and his t shirt and no bra; sitting with her legs stretched across the couch cushions, back against the arm; his book in her hands as she struggles to parse the casual run-ons of Kerouac; a basket of half folded laundry on the floor. And he does—his face appears at the end of the hall leading to her front door and he pauses, bag slung over his shoulders and eyebrows raised to his hair. 

“Hi, Frank,” Karen greets, carefully closing the book. “How was your trip?”

His eyes glance quickly at her exposed legs, and then up to his t shirt, back down to her legs, and then up to her face. Karen relishes in the warm flush that spreads across his cheeks, even if it is partially covered by his beard. “It was, uh, it was good,” he tells her roughly, unmoving. His eyes stray back to her lower half. “Is that...my shirt?”

Karen realizes that she should be embarrassed by her lack of clothes or admonished for going through his things without asking. But the only thing she really can feel is frustrated as a thought strikes her. That day in the hospital when she and Frank were alone--before Amy had interrupted--after Karen had all but blurted her feelings into the stale, tension-heavy room. His entire body had been covered in lacerations and zig zagged with stitches; his face was bruised and battered. He’d been so evasive with her, gaze hardly connecting with her own before darting away again. She’d been so afraid for him. Hopeless. And frustrated. 

“You could love someone else instead of another war.”

“I don’t want to.”

At the time he’d been so determined, so set in his jaw as the hoarse declaration hung in the air. She wonders if that’s changed now, months of spending the night and phone calls and take out dinners later. If she were to ask the same question now—what he would say? 

“It is,” she tells him evenly.

Frank’s hand tightens on the strap of his bag, a nervous gesture. “Why?” he finally asks.

“I haven’t been pining after you, if that's what you mean. I was out of clothes.” Karen offers him a small smile, trying to quell the bout of butterflies that erupt in her stomach at the rough edge to his voice. 

To her relief he smiles. The tension eases from his shoulders. “You don’t seem like the pinin’ type.”

“I’m not.” Liar, liar, no pants on fire. “You just got back?” 

He nods, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. “Was thinking about gettin’ dinner.” 

“You find the take out menu, I’ll put pants on,” she wages.

Frank’s blush rises. He coughs and then turns, walking into the kitchen at a pace quicker than usual. Karen fidgets with the hem of the shirt, waiting until she can hear the telling sound of the coffee machine being manhandled. She grapples for a pair of leggings in the basket beside her and hurriedly puts them on. 

“Sorry about the shirt,” she says loudly. “I was completely out of laundry and I figured you wouldn’t be back for a while. I’ll wash it for you.” 

Frank reappears in the doorway, eyes on the floor until he’s sure she’s fully clothed. “Don’t worry about it,” he mumbles. “It’s nothin’.”

“I went into your things, Frank, I hardly think that’s nothing.” 

At that, he meets her gaze. 

“Wouldn’t be the first time,” he counters, shooting her a grin. 

Karen huffs out a laugh. “Whatever. Hang on, I’m going to change out of this and then I'll order the food.” 

“No.” 

Karen swivels her head to give Frank a surprised look. The intensity of his no is startling but he seems as shocked as she is. There’s a beat of silence, and then he clears his throat and looks away as his finger starts that familiar rhythm against his leg. “I mean. You don’t have to. If you’re comfortable.” 

She considers pushing it. She doesn’t. Not yet. 

“I am. Thanks.” 

—

Several hours later, Karen realizes their bottle of wine is empty. She’s sitting against one arm of the couch with Frank against the other. Her legs bridge the gap between them, and if she were to point her toes she could touch the strong muscle of his thigh. Their take out boxes sit empty on the coffee table, and Frank has his head tilted back, eyes on the ceiling. The apartment is quiet.

“So what did you and Curtis do in the mountains?” Karen asks into the silence, hesitant to break it but curiosity finally getting the better of her. 

Frank sips his wine, and then turns his head to look at her. Karen is struck by how handsome he looks, the setting sun’s orange rays highlighting the curve of his nose and the warmth of his eyes. “Stupid shit,” he tells her with a chuckle. “We chopped up some trees, went hikin’--that asshole’s still faster’n me even with that leg--I read a lot. Talked. Drank some.”

Karen waggles her eyebrows. “Does that mean you guys got hammered in a cabin?”

His mouth curves into an amused smile. “Takes a lot to get me hammered, Karen.”

“When’s the last time you were?”

Karen is always careful about asking questions regarding his past. She knows it’s dangerous territory--one small slip could turn their conversation from lighthearted banter to emotional warfare. That’s the last thing she wants for him, for them. 

Thankfully, Frank has a quick answer. “Can’t remember. Years.”

She hums, curiosity piqued. She wonders what an overabundance of alcohol does to someone like Frank Castle--someone who is already so intense, so physical. Someone who already isn’t afraid to cry in front of her, who isn’t afraid to show emotion--would he close himself off, shut down? Would he laugh more? Would he touch her more than the casual touches she already receives? Would he kiss her? A thrill runs through her at the thought. She stays firmly planted on the couch, fighting the urge to grab the whiskey in her cupboard and put her theory to the test. 

“What about you?”

“What?”

Frank fixes her with an amused look. “The last time you were sideways.”

“Oh. A couple weekends ago, Foggy came over.” She smiles, remembering. “Marcie was out of town so he brought over the wine and we did--well, this. Take out and wine. A lot of wine.”

There’s an expression on his face she can’t figure out. A mixture of forced casualness, of caution, of amusement. “So this is--...” He pauses, takes a drink of his wine, starts again. “This is what you do with your other friends?”

Two thoughts settle into the sudden ache in her chest at his words. That on one hand he does, in fact, consider her a friend. She’s not just a warm body to keep the loneliness at bay. Which she’s known that for a long time, of course. They trust each other in the way that only two people who have gone through a number of life-changing and dangerous ordeals together can--why wouldn’t they be friends? The second thought is how carefully he speaks the word friends, as if solidifying the idea. As if reminding her of their relationship status. As if to say, we’re friends, and I know you want more--but I can’t. So we’re friends.

“Yep. This is what I do with my other friends. All two of them.” The joke falls flat, overshadowed by the catch in her voice. Karen finishes off her glass of wine and decides she will get out the whiskey after all. Even if he doesn’t drink it, she needs something a little stronger than just another Rosé. She starts to get up, but his hand catches her ankle and keeps her firmly in place.  

“You’re upset.” He looks at her cautiously from under a furrowed brow. His hand doesn’t lift from her skin, and it sends an unfair thrill through her. Karen’s toes curl before she can stop them, pushing against his thigh. 

“I’m not upset.”

He frowns. “And now you’re lying. Did I say somethin’?”

She doesn’t want to lie to him. She also doesn’t want to tell him the truth. There’s a nagging thought in the back of her mind that says if she’s honest with him, he’ll be scared off. He’ll decide her feelings are too much for him to handle, and then he’ll leave. Again. 

Her heart couldn’t bear it. 

Karen tugs her leg out of his grasp and sets her feet on the carpet. He sits forward, trying to capture her eyes again. “Karen,” he says gently. It’s cautious and worried, and so completely Frank in the way he grinds out her name that the words escape her before she can stop them. 

“It’s nothing, Frank. We’re friends, and that’s all, and I’m being selfish wanting more. I’ve just been--I’m not trying to--...” she glances over helplessly, but he’s giving her a look that she can only describe as stricken. She looks away quickly, desperate for a change of topic. Desperate to pull herself out of the hole that she’s dug for herself. There’s a brief moment of silence where she tries to decide what to do, outside of leaping from her fire escape, and then she hears Frank move. The cushion dips next to her. Warm fingers intertwine with her own, and then his lips are pressed to the back of her hand. 

“Shit, Karen,” Frank murmurs, exasperated. “For a smart woman, you’re bein’ pretty stupid.”

She’s still stuck on her fact that his breath is dancing over her skin, and that he’s pressed against her side, and that he still hasn’t released her. That he hasn’t gotten up and made a hasty exit. His words barely register. “What?” she asks weakly. 

“Curtis and I did a lot of talkin’ this weekend,” he says, staring to look her in the eye. The sudden change of topic throws her off balance. Before she can get a word in, he’s continued on. His thumb strokes her palm. “And a lot of it was dumb shit. We talked about his new apartment, the one he had to get after Billy shot up his old one. He says it gets a lot of sunlight. He talked about how the vet group is going and what team he thinks will win the World Series this year. It was good, and easy. We talk about some hard stuff too. We talked about Maria and the kids, and the war, and you.”

She’s not sure she likes being in the ‘hard’ category, but he seems to be edging towards a point, so Karen remains quiet. 

“And after we talked through all that other stuff, Curtis told me I was bein’ an idiot. He told me that you’re a good woman, and an even better friend. That I needed to make a decision before someone else made it for me.” He pauses, looking away. In the following silence, she digests his words and tries to keep the hope from blossoming in her chest. His hand is still warm in hers, and the earthy, woodsy smell of him fills her nose. 

He doesn’t speak long enough for Karen to finally hedge, “I’m not sure what you’re getting at, Frank.”

He turns back to her and offers a tiny, nervous smile. Not many things make a man like Frank Castle nervous, and the thought eases some of the tension from her body. She grips his fingers and holds her breath. 

“I’m tryin’ to tell you that I’m yours, if you’ll have me. I don’t want to be friends, Karen. I want you. I want more, too.”

In retrospect, her next words could have been a little more eloquent. She could have taken an extra second to think of something romantic and elated. Something that matches his earnestness. What she actually says is, “Frank Castle, you’d better quit keeping me waiting and kiss me.”

His eyes widen briefly, and then he’s grinning at her. His free hand cradles her cheek and between one breath and another he’s doing just that. Karen wont admit to herself how often she thought of this moment, but she does think about how every imagining doesn’t come close. She never could have pictured the tenderness with which he kisses her or the feeling that swells inside her. There’s no daydream in the world that compares to the softness of his lips or the sensation of his beard against her chin. She fists one hand in his coat, letting the other drift up into his hair. It’s longer, curling at his temple, and when she gently tugs he lets out a groan that makes her shiver. His tongue swipes at her bottom lip and she grants him access eagerly. The kiss devolves into wandering hands, heaving breaths, and the distinct feeling that Karen is being carefully, intimately devoured. 

After some time, Karen forces herself to pull away. Frank backs off immediately, a flash of concern in his gaze, but she gives him a small smirk, smoothing her hands over the hard planes of his chest. 

“How do you feel about me taking off the shirt now?” she asks casually. 

Her meaning sinks in quickly. His fingers grasp at the hem, dancing along the bare skin on her hips. Frank gives her a mischievous, sinfully attractive smile. “If you’re comfortable,” he repeats, and then drags his shirt up and over her head.

The buzzer on the dryer goes off in the background, but Karen has never been less inclined to attend to it than she is now. In fact, she thinks, if wearing his shirt gets this reaction, I may never do laundry again. 

It’s a nice thought, but then Frank lips meet her shoulder and she doesn’t think about laundry for a long, long time.

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Dirty Daydreams (Nessian Fluff)

Cassian groaned against her neck, the sound snapping something deep inside of her. She reached up to pull his head up, needing to see him. Golden eyes, the eyes she loved so much, met hers and she smiled up at him. 

Calloused hands gripped her hips, pushing into her and making her back arch-

Nesta’s eyes shot open, gulping down air and almost falling out of the bed as she violently tore herself from the dream. She threw a pillow at the wall in frustration, barely resisting the urge to scream her head off. 

That damn bastard was really trying to get himself killed. 

She shut her eyes, but images of his tan skin, wide smile, and sinful lips kept badgering her, so she threw the covers back and stormed across the room to lock her door. 

Then she glanced at the open window. 

After locking it--and giving the night sky a foul gesture for good measure--she crawled back into bed and sighed, begging the gods for just one good night sleep.

Just one.

Ever since he’d arrived in the House of Wind four days ago, Cassian had been plaguing her dreams. And daydreams. 

She knew what he was doing.

Rhysand had told her certain people could get into your mind, and apparently Cassian was one of those people. The prick thought it was funny to use whatever demonic skills he possessed to send dirty images to her brain at all points during the day and night. 

Seriously. 

Yesterday they’d been ignoring each other in the library when she’d imagined throwing her book down, going to where he’d sat at the desk, and kissing him senseless. 

The day before that, she’d been absolutely convinced she was in bed with him, watching the morning sunlight dance across his chest. Not listening to him talk about the army’s preparations for winter. 

It was driving her absolutely insane, but she refused to give him the satisfaction of asking him to stop. She would never let him know he’d gotten under her skin.

So far, she thought she’d remained perfectly unbothered, even though she had homicidal thoughts every time he asked if she was okay, voice teasing and knowing. 

Just one night, she pleaded. 

Nesta closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to imagine steel gates around her mind. Steel strong enough to keep even the most resilient winged beasts out. 

The next morning, Nesta cursed those damn gates. 

Apparently, there was a hole in them or something because Cassian had wormed his way into her mind enough to torment her all night long. 

She’d awoken at dawn, body aching with lust, ready to light him on fire. 

Nesta threw on a dressing gown and stomped down to breakfast, trying to school her face into neutrality despite the violence coursing through her blood. 

It didn’t matter, because as soon as she walked into the dining room, Cassian’s head snapped up, nostrils flaring as he took in her scent. 

Damn. 

She’d forgotten about that.

“Sexy dreams, Nesta?”

I’m going to stab him with a knife. 

She sat across from him at the table and grabbed a piece of bacon off his plate. “Nope.”

His curly hair fell in his face as he tilted his head to the side. “Interesting. You smell nice.” 

Make that a rusty knife. 

“Well, as usual, you smell like a rotten fish. I don’t know how I ever put up with it.” 

Cassian smiled like he always did when she insulted him, as if he knew it was all a lie. “You’re in a wonderful mood today.”

Nesta just rolled her eyes and scooped some fruit onto her plate. 

She was stabbing a piece of melon, watching him somehow shove more food in his fat mouth than anyone she’d ever seen, when she thought about how easy it would be to crawl across the table into his lap.

She’d press her mouth to his, pull his hair, drive him crazy like he did her. Cassian would give her that bright smile she loved, happy he’d finally won their little game, and wrap his arms around her, mouth finding its way to her neck-

A thud sounded through the room as Nesta’s head fell back against her chair. 

Cassian laughed. “What in the world were you thinking about over there?”

“That’s it!” she yelled, not able to keep her cool any longer. “You are so fucking annoying! Get out of my head!”

She slammed her fist down into the table, making all the plates shake. 

His dark eyebrows pinched together in fake confusion. “What?”

“Get out of my head! Stop sending me these delusional, disgusting thoughts, or I’m going to gut you, I swear-”

“Wait, wait, wait. What? You think I’m...” Realization spread over his face, and his eyes lit up as he smiled happily. “Nesta, baby, I’m not a Daemati. Rhys and Feyre are the only ones I know.”

Everything inside her came crashing to a halt. Her rage turned towards confusion, mind and body not wanting to accept what she’d just heard. 

What?

He wasn’t... he couldn’t... what? 

Her face caught fire as a blush worked its way over her entire body, and Nesta dug her fingers into her thighs as a horrible, repugnant understanding formed. No one had been messing with her. 

Except herself. 

Every single dream and thought she’d had... they’d been hers. 

“So what, exactly, were you daydreaming about?” Cassian asked, smile so bright, so satisfied it almost blinded her. 

Nesta finally gave in to her impulses and shot out of her chair so fast it flipped over. She didn’t care, though; she was already half-way out of the room. 

She had to get away from him. She was many things, but she’d never allow herself to break down in front of him. 

She sprinted down the hallway to her room, humiliation pushing at her to go faster, faster, faster. 

A dark shape over her head caught her attention, then Cassian was slamming to a landing in front of her, wings spread wide to block the entire hallway. “Stop running from me.” 

Sliding to a halt in her silk slippers, she realized she’d never be able to outrun him. 

Stupid, stupid wings.

Nesta looked for any other way out of this conversation, attention snagging on the open window. 

If she could just-

“You try to jump out of that window, Nesta, and I swear I’ll wring your pretty little neck.”

She rolled her eyes, trying not to look like that’s exactly what she’d been planning. 

“Now. Tell me what you’ve been dreaming about.”

Nope. Never. “Window it is, then.”

He growled at her, and she had to repress a laugh. 

The smile fell off her face as he just crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. Waiting. 

“Why does it matter, Cassian?”

He looked at her incredulously, beautiful eyes holding a mixture of anger, happiness, frustration, and an emotion she didn’t want to consider. 

“Why does it matter?” he shouted at her, throwing his hands up in defeat. “I swear, Nesta, you’re so dense sometimes. It matters because I’ve been trying to get you to fall in love with me for almost a year, and you’re finally letting it happen. Now what the hell were the dreams like?”

She should respond, should do something besides gape at him, jaw swinging in the breeze. 

He’d been trying to... he... “You love me?” 

Her voice was so small and quiet, but he heard her perfectly. 

Hands on his hips, he rolled his eyes and said, “I tell you I love you at least once a day, dumbass.” 

True, but- “That’s different. You’re always teasing me.”

He ran a hand through his hair. “I never tease you about that. But stop trying to change the subject, Nesta. Tell me about the dreams.”

A dog with a bone. 

“Um.” Her face was a thousand degrees of embarrassment as she gave in and said, “They aren’t all sex dreams, so don’t even start. Sometimes we just dance, or go on dates, or wake up together, or kiss- stop looking at me like that!”

“Like what?” he asked, biting a lip to keep the smile at bay. 

“Like a kid of Yuelemas.” She pushed against his shoulder and stomped by him. “This doesn’t change anything. Just because my brain’s demented doesn’t mean things are different between us. I still hate you.”

They both knew it was a lie. 

Cassian, prick he was, called her on it. “No, you don’t.”

“Yes, I do.”

She was almost to her room, the blessed solitary confinement mere feet away.

“I can prove that you don’t.”

Nesta snorted, unable to help it. “Cassian, you’re so full of shit. You cannot possibly-”

He grabbed her wrist and turned her back around, and before she could so much as blink, he was kissing her. 

Nesta stood, unmoving, as her brain tried desperately to catch up.

All her dreams, all her fantasies, couldn’t compare to this. Nothing could. 

Cassian’s lips were soft and persistent against hers, hands rough as they grabbed her waist and pulled her against him. 

He whispered her name, and she finally snapped back into her body and realized what was happening. 

She pushed out the thoughts of doubt and embarrassment and nervousness and just did what she wanted for once. 

Her arms wound around his neck, and she pulled herself up closer to him, kissing him deeper. His tongue slid into her mouth, and she lost her mind at how he tasted.

Caramel, salt, wind, Cassian. 

He tugged on her lip with his teeth, smiled, and pulled back. 

“See? You don’t hate me, baby,” he laughed, pressing kisses to her forehead, temple, cheek, chin, everywhere. 

She’d never seen him this happy. Never felt this amount of joy in herself, either. 

Laughter bubbled out of her. “Okay. Fine. I don’t hate you.”

“You love me.”

He was a cocky bastard, wasn’t he? But... she thought back on all the times he’d been there for her, putting up with her when no one else wanted to. 

All the dreams she’d had of them just being together came crashing together, and she realized she wanted that. Wanted that life with him. 

Nesta pulled on his hair to stop the assault of kisses, looking into his eyes. “Yeah. I do.”

Cassian picked her up and spun her around, both of them laughing like maniacs. “And it only took a year of flying all the way up here to bug you.”

Once she was set back on her feet, she leaned into him, trying to memorize the feel of his body against hers. “Take me on a date tonight.”

“It’ll be just like your dream,” he smirked, kissing the tip of her nose. “Dancing and drinking and good food.”

She knew where he was going, but she didn’t even care as he teased, “Then whatever you dreamed about that had you smelling like that this morning.”

“You’re a presumptuous little asshole. I don’t think I’ll sleep with you. Ever.” 

A finger on her chin brought her face up to his. “Liar,” he whispered, their lips not an inch apart. 

“Maybe.”

“Say it again,” he murmured onto her jaw, fingers moving to play in her hair.

Nesta rolled her eyes, cupped his face with her hands, and finally told him the words she’d repressed since she first saw him. “I love you, Cassian.”

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Ending’s cheesy as shit, sorry. Not really. 

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SEVEN DEADLY SINS

Sin 1: Lust 1. Who was the last person you checked out? Did they check you out too? Surprise surprise, it’s my girlfriend. Yeah she did - I think I’d start worrying if she didn’t, lmao.

2. Who was the last person you desired, but they didn’t feel the same? Gab, at one point. Other than her, I haven’t desired anybody else; but I was on the ‘didn’t feel the same’ side at least once, back when Mike used to like me.

3. Ever cheated on a significant other? If so, have you learned from it? No, I’ve never cheated.

4. Do you watch porn? Yes. I’d have phases where I’d view it 2-3 times a week, then I’d completely stop for months – kinda like how everyone plays The Sims lol. I don’t know why it works like that for me.

5. Do you masturbate? Sometimes.

6. Best physical features on your preferred sex? I don’t have a preferred sex, and my favored features differ per person.

7. Who are some celebrities that you think are totally hot? Kristen Stewart, if you don’t me already haha. Also Eugene Lee Yang from the Try Guys, Beyoncé, and Jennifer Aniston.

8. Did you ever lust after a best friend’s significant other? How did it turn out? Mmm nope, I never found myself attracted to Hans in any way. The fact that he has always been associated with Angela ever since high school also helps.

9. When was the last time you had sex? Like a week before Christmas, I think.

10. Ever pursued someone, even though they were taken? No, that’s a little awful.

Sin 2: Gluttony 1. When did you last eat at a restaurant? What restaurant was it? Last Monday – Gab and I went to Yabu to catch dinner. We had been entertaining my mom’s guests and their kid all day and thought we couldn’t leave the house cos it’s a bit impolite, but I had such a craving that I ended up asking permission if we can go to Yabu by 8:30 even though the mall closed by 9 lol. I realize I talk about Yabu an awful lot on here so for those who wanna know, it’s this local Japanese place that serves theeeee best katsu.

2. When did you last have fast food? Where did you get it? I don’t actually remember. If I’m not wrong, it was around two or three weeks ago, and we had KFC delivered to our house because we were too lazy to cook or go out. I had the Zinger Steak, which I hope they never phase out because it’s insanely good.

3. What was the biggest meal you had all day? I haven’t eaten yet, and it’s only 10:51 AM. 

4. Do you have too many clothes? How often do you go shopping? I wouldn’t say it’s overwhelmingly many, but I definitely own more clothes than the pieces I’d usually wear, and that’s because I don’t like throwing old stuff out just in case I’d need them in the future (definitely got my great-grandma’s hoarding tendencies). I go shopping once in a few months, which in itself is pretty seldom, but that’s because when I go shopping I usually already buy a shit-ton of new clothes, enough for me to be able to mix and match to come up with new outfits for the next few weeks.

5. What’s something you have a LOT of? Black clothing. I’ve made an effort to get more colored tops, but the blacks still overpower.

6. Do you eat a lot? I’m very takaw-tingin, which is a Filipino term used when you get a crapload of food either because you’re hungry or because you’re confident you can finish it – or both – then you never do. Takaw means greedy or glutton, tingin roughly means sight, so it literally means that you just kinda want to get everything because it looks like a lot. So to answer the question, I always feel like I can eat a lot, but at the end of the day I just end up with stomachaches and I never learn.

7. What was the last thing you splurged (spent a lot of money) on? If a bunch of stuff counts, then I splurged on Christmas presents for various people that I all bought in one go – I got massage oils, a garlic press, a frisbee, Marikina sandals, lipstick, and Instax film. If you’re talking about a single thing that I had to drop a ton of money on, it was for my dog’s blood test and some arthritis meds that the vet recommended.

8. What do you spend most of your money on (besides bills and anything necessary like that)? I only ever spend on necessities like gas, clothes, and food, honestly. Other than that... I spend on (and this is very seldom) whatever hobby I’m into at the moment. At one point I spent on slime because I got interested in them, and before that – and y’all know about this – I spent my Christmas savings on adult coloring books and pencils.

9. Last time you ate candy? What was it? A week or two ago; I had a Crunch bar.

10. Last thing you ate too much of? Eggs, I think. My mom makes it for breakfast so I have it almost every day.

Sin 3: Greed 1. Do you share things? How often? Yeah I can be pretty generous with my stuff. I know I’d appreciate it when other people lend me their belongings, so I try to do the same. I once lent my phone to Rita for over an hour just because she wanted to play Mario Kart, and I also lent a book that’s really important to me to an online friend I barely knew; it was with him for like two years, lol.

2. Someone asks you for a piece of your cookie. You break it in half, but the pieces aren’t equal. Who gets the bigger piece? Usually it would be me; but if the person who asked for it was Gab, or if that particular person likes the cookie I have, then they get the bigger piece.

3. When you see change on the ground, do you pick it up? Only if it’s a 10-peso coin, because I’m greedily picky like that lmao. Other people might need a peso or a 5-peso coin more, so I leave it be.

4. How often do you lend money to people? I don’t, and that’s one thing I wouldn’t tend to lend. My parents just give me allowance and it’s usually enough for necessities and for treating myself once or twice a week, so I wouldn’t be able to have some left for others. Besides, that’s my parents’ money and it would be pretty fuckin’ unfair to them if I just give it away to others lmao.

5. Do you loooove money? I hate what it’s done to society, how it’s divided the rich and the poor, and how the people with the most money also tend to be the most selfish coughcoughBILLIONAIREScoughcough. But I love spending for my own, hah.

6. If someone offers to pay for you, do you decline or readily accept? Oh no no no. Decline all the way. If they keep insisting then I’ll probably give in because it’s the polite thing to do, but if I can, I’ll keep declining.

7. Which of your friends is the wealthiest? Rita. Her grandpa is a former senator and she lives in literally the swankiest neighborhood in Metro Manila; I was a bit intimidated when she invited us to her place for the first time lol. She’s the simplest person I know, too; and that’s my favorite kind of rich.

8. Would you take a high-paying job that you didn’t really like just for the money and benefits? That’s definitely what I plan to do, lmao. At least this is how I know myself now: I have enough money to buy whatever I want, and I’m a happy camper. That may change in a few months or within the next year and I may eventually wanna search for a passion – but for now, it’s the mindset I’m going with when I go job-hunting soon. If I survived four years of college with a very burnt-out, emptied passion for journalism that I thought I had, I could probs do the same in the workplace.

9. Ever stole from anyone? What about stole from a store? What happened? I unknowingly stole a box of crayons from a store back when security equipment wasn’t that rigid yet lmao. I realized I ‘stole’ it because I had it in my hands and not in a paper bag when I walked out, so I immediately went back to pay for it. I’ve never stolen anything from anyone.

10. Do you ever have enough money? I don’t think anyone ever feels this way. Ever heard of billionaires?

Sin 4: Sloth 1. Last thing you procrastinated on? Washing the dishes last night.

2. When you’re at a strip mall and the next store you want to go to is at the other side, do you drive over there instead of take a short walk? It depends how far “the other side” is. <-- Yep pretty much. If it’s literally on the other side of a street, then obviously I’d go walk. But in places like my school which is super big and where ‘other side’ could mean 2 km away, a drive would be more convenient.

3. What’s a typical day off of school and/or work like for you? I’d normally spend the day lazing around on the couch with my dog beside me and lurking around social media.

4. What’s one talent you have that you don’t really work on, even though you have the ability to be good at it? Public speaking, or debating.

5. How many hours of television do you watch a day? I keep Friends as a background noise on Netflix nearly all day because I hate when it gets too quiet around me. As for watching on an actual television, I haven’t used one in years.

6. What about the amount of time you spend on the internet a day? The internet takes up my entire day it’s crazy lol. I kinda need it for everything now.

7. How many hours of sleep do you get a day? Do you sleep in late? It’s always different. I can go anywhere between 3 and 10 hours of sleep. I don’t sleep in often, though.

8. Do you drive to places that are less than three blocks away? I don’t know how big blocks are supposed to be since we don’t use that system here. But yes, I usually drive even though Point A to Point B is very much walkable hahaha. My friends make fun of me a lot for it but I don’t care, at least I don’t get to my destination all sweaty and smelling like the sun.

9. When was the last time you exercised? November, on my last PE class.

10. Ever copied and pasted your homework from a website on the internet? I never did this. My schools always emphasized the consequences of plagiarism so as someone who always stuck by the rules, I always made sure I at least paraphrased the content I see on the internet.

Sin 5: Wrath 1. If you could kill one person and get away with it, would you do it? I know it’s pretty dark to come from such a place, but I’ve always thought death is an easy way out for people who’ve done awful things. I could answer this question with a name of a corrupt politician, rapists, or animal abusers, but tbh they don’t deserve the sweet escape of death, even if it were from murder.

2. Is there anyone you honestly and truly can say that you hate? Anybody who has hurt cats and dogs.

3. Is there anyone you want revenge on, whether you want to get them back big-time or just play a little prank on them for hurting your feelings? Like I said, I’d daydream about getting revenge just to satiate my desire for it, but I think it’s pretty childish and downright cartoonish to actually go through with it. I’ve only ever seen people getting petty revenge in movies, but it seems a bit stupid in real life.

4. Are you fighting with any friends right now? Why? No. The most that’s happened was me kinda scolding Andrew for not letting me know beforehand that he submitted our thesis proposal to our prof through VIBER, which is incredibly unprofessional and I definitely let him know what I thought about it. I didn’t fight with him though.

5. Last time you were really angry? What happened? The aforementioned thesis prof letting me know we’re missing a part of our thesis on the last day for profs to submit their grades. That meant that however early we submitted a revision, she wouldn’t have been able to give it a mark anyway. That definitely pissed me off, especially considering that she was silent for two weeks and didn’t give back any comments which made us think we were good to go.

6. When you’re angry, what do you do to calm yourself down? I watch Friends or any one of my favorite YouTubers so I can have some relief. Other times, I’d force myself to sleep.

7. “Hate is just the fear of loving someone.” true or false? No. That makes no sense to me.

8. What’s the best revenge you ever got on someone? Never done this before.

9. Was there any hard feelings after your last break-up? On whose end was it on? There were definitely hard feelings in the beginning because she executed the breakup so poorly and I thought I didn’t deserve any of the treatment I was getting, and I was also mad that I wasted my time for that long only for her to break up with me in the end.

10. Ever been cheated on? How did that make you feel? No.

Sin 6: Envy 1. Is there anyone you’re jealous of? Name a person and tell us why. Envious is the better word, and I feel this way towards anybody who live with both parents. My dad’s worked overseas all my life, and as grateful as I am for his sacrifices, having a dad at home is more foreign sensation to me than the idea of having a dad who’s gone for 4-6 months a year.

2. List three physical features some other people have that you’re envious of (no need to get specific and name people; you can just say something like “brown eyes” or “having perfect eyebrows”). Straight teeth, fixed eyebrows, legs that don’t need much shaving.

3. List three personality features that other people have that you’re envious of. Confidence, independence... is privilege a personality trait lol?

4. Are you a jealous significant other? I can be. I don’t make a big deal about being jealous as much as I did two or three years ago anymore though.

5. Could you date someone who was really jealous? Gab can be a little jealous but for the most part it’s endearing because it’s never turned into abuse.

6. What celebrity’s looks do you envy the most? Audrey Hepburn.

7. Do you think anyone is envious of you? In your opinion, what characteristics (physical and mental) do you possess that you think someone might be envious of? Being in a long-term relationship, definitely. A lot of people my age want significant others so bad, and I know this because a good chunk of them post the same wish over and over on social media lol.

8. What are a few things you wish you were good at? Drawing, playing an instrument, dancing ballet, changing a car tire, COOKING.

9. Did you ever date someone, break up, and then see them dating someone very attractive a few days later? Were you jealous of that person? This has never happened to me.

10. When looking at a love interest’s exes, do you often find yourself jealous of their good-looking exes? I haven’t had to do this, because I was Gab’s first. I wouldn’t want to fixate on exes if I were in a different situation, though.

Sin 7: Pride 1. What’s something you brag about a lot (be honest–we all brag sometimes)? My school is easy bragging rights. Everybody wants to be in UP.

2. What physical features do you take the most pride in? My body figure in general. Also my fingers, legs, and jawline.

3. Are you satisfied with what you have? Yeah but as the above questions have made it clear, I can always use more money lol.

4. Be honest… when someone is telling you something, do you often change the subject so it’s about you and your accomplishments instead? NEVER. That’s one of the worst things anyone can do. I feel like I used to do this when I was younger, then it just hit me one day about how tasteless it can be so ever since then I’ve let other people hype themselves up and be excited about accomplishments or new things in their life as much as they want with me, as long as they aren’t being so conceited.

5. Do you like talking about your achievements? If I’m in a group and we started sharing our achievements then yeah I’d join in. But I wouldn’t bring it up if it wasn’t already being brought up. It’s better to let the accomplishments speak for themselves.

6. Do your parents tend to brag about how well you came out? My mom is definitely more ~braggier than my dad, but she’s never come off as an asshole about it. If she was, I’d pull her aside.

7. Do you strive to be better than others? Do you think competing with others is healthy? I keep a mindset of competing with others, but I keep it internal.

8. What do you do better than most people? See the little details. I’m always surprised at how most of the people I work with just look at the big picture – like how they don’t pay attention to the red squiggle under misspelled words on a group paper (or if they do see it, they don’t do anything about it), or how they don’t seem to care about proper spacing on a Powerpoint and proceed to just dump a bunch of text on one slide. Now this is something I can brag about too, cos a lot of people are just so not detail-oriented lol.

9. Do you believe in taking pride in things you can’t control (ex. being proud of your heritage, being proud of your skin color, being proud of your natural artistic ability)? I don’t see why that’s an issue.

10. Who are you competing with right now (it could be anything–classmates for a grade, co-workers for a position, other girl for a guy, etc.)? There’s no particular person, but like I said, I’m always in this perpetual mindset of wanting to compete with others just so I’m more motivated to perform well and get things done.

#survey #surveys #this was fun

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On My Mind

Author’s Note: So this is a continuation of my one shot You Do, which I really enjoyed working on. I was so touched and grateful for the response I got. It drove me to write a second part of Esihle’s story.  My song inspiration was On My Mind by Jorja Smith and Preditah. I hope you all enjoy it and I can’t wait to know what you think. Also thank you to my right hand @writingmarvellousimagines for your constant support and taking time out of your day to edit my writing. You challenge me to be a better writer and overall person and I love you for that. ❤❤❤ I also tagged whoever like the last one shot so I hope you don’t mind.

Warnings: None I promise this time lol

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Don't want to feel you

Don't want you on my mind

Don't want to feel you

Don't want you on my mind

Don't want to feel you

Don't want you on my mind

On my mind, on my mind

Mind, mind, mind, mind

Esihle sat with a cup of chai in her hand and a plate of mandazi on the side table next to her. She couldn’t sleep, which wasn’t a surprise considering what today was. So she gave up trying to sleep around 5 and headed to the kitchen, hoping the smell of fried dough would help her forget the implications of the day. 2 hours later, Esihle sat at the window enjoying the fruit of her labor and watching the golden city slowly but surely wake up.

The melodic sound of Mereba and JID’s ‘Sandstorm’ played in the background setting the perfect mood for how she felt about the day. If someone had told a newly married Esihle four years ago that she would have to wake up to go and sign divorce papers she would have laughed and asked T’Challa to join her. She laughed dryly at the thought. She heard Adaora leave her room and walk into the kitchen. Very soon, her friend joined her on the balcony with her own breakfast. Adaora sat sideways on the outdoor sofa putting her legs on Esihle’s lap.

“Good morning to you too,” Adaora giggled with a full mouth to her friends sarcasm.

“The mandazi is delicious. Nice and hot, meaning you were up early.”

“I was,” Esihle answered, looking out to the city letting the sound of the hover buses starting their routes drown out her inner thoughts.

“Couldn’t sleep?” Esihle nodded, not wanting to answer so Adaora couldn’t hear the trepidation in her voice. She took a sip of her tea, not meeting her friend's eyes..

“Esi… Don’t tell me you are having second thoughts.” Adaora waited for an answer. She would have loved if Esi could just confidently say no.  At this point that should have been the case, right?

“Esi, no.” Esihle finally turned to look at her friend. Just like that, Adaora saw it all; the pain and fear in Esihle’s heart exposed in her eyes.

“Ada… I loved him. I really did. Yes, time has passed and things are different now but this was the man I thought I would spend the rest of my life with, have children with, grow old.” Esihle’s eyes watered. “So forgive me if I feel something other than joy today. I haven’t changed my mind but it doesn’t make it any easier, okay? A year apart won’t fully change the love that 3 years of marriage built.”

Adaora dropped her mug and moved to pull her friend into a comforting embrace. “I’m sorry.”

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1 Year Earlier...

Why on earth would I leave

If you were everything I wanted you to be?

When I saw what you did, who you were with

Got me questionin' the things that I believe

Esihle didn’t know what time it was. To be honest, she never did anymore. It was a good day if she was able to get up and open the blinds.

When she had walked out the palace three weeks ago she felt strong. Uncertain, but definitely strong. Once the adrenaline had subsided, the heartbreak seeped in like poison and crippled her to the core. On most days, she didn’t feel like moving. Eating anything other than the sandwich Adaora watched her eat daily, felt like a chore. She was living life passively and she wasn’t sure if she would ever be able to feel anything but pain again.

Adaora walked past Esihle who had buried herself under the comforters. The wardog pulled the blinds completely open, letting the light change the dark mood hanging in the bedroom. She pulled the blankets off of her friend, making her blind to sunlight. Esihle groaned as she tried to turn away from the window.

“Esi, ” Adaora called softly. Esihle made no move to reply.

“Esihle!”

“What do you want,” she murmured forcefully.

“You know I don’t mind you wallowing in despair for however long you want but you have to go to the palace today.”

“I don’t think I can see him, Ada.” The mere thought of seeing T’Challa brought tears to Esihle’s eyes. How was she supposed to sit in front of him and the council declaring she wanted a divorce? She hadn’t even spoken to him since she left. Not to say he hadn’t tried, but she knew she wasn’t ready for that yet. Adaora had been her messenger which she was grateful for. She knew his words meant nothing to her friend. If anything, they were a reminder of the lies and deception she had to harbour in her heart. But this was something Adaora couldn’t do, and Esihle knew that. She didn’t know how the day had come so quickly but she didn’t have it in her to do it. He had taken all of her and did not even offer a thank you in return.

“I’m sorry, sweetie, but you have no other option here.” Adaora moved to the closet and picked an outfit for her. “You will be fine. Just say what is needed and you can come back here. I am sure the council is aware of what happened so it shouldn’t be long. Try and pretend he isn’t there.”

How could she do that? How could she look at the thief who took her heart and not react? To not beg him to return it to her? She wasn’t even sure if she wanted it back at all which scared her. What if she saw him and his smile hypnotized her as it always did? It was easier to run from his apologies when Adaora kept him away from her. Today she would be forced to face the one who somehow still held her heart.

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Never had Esihle felt so helpless as she did sitting in that throne room. She had not taken her spot next to T’Challa as she normally would have. She chose the stool farthest from him and had come in at the last possible second to avoid him talking to her. That didn’t stop his eyes from drilling a hole into the side of her head. Luckily, they had allowed Adaora to come with her for support. She truly needed it. When she stole a glance at him, T’Challa looked genuinely guilty. She wasn’t sure if it was the commitment to this charade, but she was glad to have her friend who didn’t allow her the time to ponder.

Adaora had picked a red dress for her that added more colour to her skin than she had had in weeks. Esihle also managed to do her makeup, hiding away the bags that the past three weeks had produced. Though, she didn’t look like herself, T’Challa still looked ten times worse. He had lost weight, his own eyes sunken in and available for everyone to see. He seemed to have given up on shaving, even combing his hair. Perhaps that mockery of a marriage had meant more to him than she had thought.

The meeting begun with the river tribe elder reading the laws of the land concerning divorce. Since they had not had children, the process should be quick. Though, the council asked for a year for papers to be officially signed, in case any minds were changed.

Esihle was barely listening. Everything sounded like background noise. Being back in the palace brought up feelings of pain. Questions of the affair were brought to the front of her mind. Had he brought her into the throne room? Had they shared moments of intimacy right here? Where else in the palace could her stain be seen? Esihle was brought out of her thoughts by Adaora shoving her.

“Queen Esihle?” Esihle blinked before turning to the Mining elder.

“I am sorry. Can you repeat that?”

“I was saying that I think it is best for you to come back home and work on your marriage from here.” Esihle face scrunched up with confusion.

“What do you mean? I am not coming back.”

“Your marriage is still young. I feel it is foolish for you to give up based on some simple quarrels that I am sure can be solved with counselling at best.” Esihle’s confusion continued. She looked at Adaora who had catched on.

“He can’t even admit his actions to himself, so why the council and his mother,” she said, making the King squirm in his chair. Ramonda who had taken Esihle’s old spot turned to Adaora,

“And what exactly do you mean by that?” Adaora, never being one to back down was ready to answer before Esihle placed her hand on top of hers. The young Queen finally made eye contact with her husband. There he was, and even in this moment, her heart screamed for him to make up for the lost time. For once, her brain was louder, and it made her inexplicably upset.

“You never told them, did you?” Her tone was harsh. One T'Challa wasn’t used to hearing from her and one he didn’t like. He had missed Esihle and to finally be able to see her like this after all his attempts felt awful. She looked sad. She had lost some weight Her dress gave her a glow but he could tell she was covering her stress with makeup. She was so close, yet he felt a clear distance was keeping them apart. All he wanted was to be back in her arms, for her to tell him she forgave him. He missed his Esi so much and he was willing to do anything to get her back.

He had known as soon as he found her ring. He had finally pushed her to the end. He was immediately inconsolable and everyday since then had been miserable. He felt as though half his heart was missing. Everyday without her had been harder than the last. Now, the sight of Nakia did nothing but anger him. How could he have been so selfish towards the one person who loved him selflessly? Her eyes made him feel so shameful. Here, he was in front of his council and her, ready to have his sins made known to all of them, including his mother.

“Esi, please...” he tried softly, moving to sit up in his chair while silently begging. Esihle stood up from her seat. .

“I did not leave because of a few arguments.” Esihle felt insulted. If only they knew how hard she had fought for this marriage. How she had been the only one fighting a lost battle.

 “Elders, your King was unfaithful to me.” Queen Mother gasped audibly.

“That cannot be true.... Is it true, T’Challa?” The king had covered his mouth with his hand, avoiding his mother’s disappointed gaze. A single tear fell from his eye before he nodded slowly.

“I fought tirelessly for this marriage. Yet my attempts at salvaging this marriage could not keep Kumkani from breaking our marital vows. I refuse to be a victim of his infidelity anymore.” Esihle blinked away tears. She sat back down and grabbed Adaora hands to stop the racing in her heart.

The room was quiet for a moment before the merchant tribe leader stood. “Very well. Your heart is still hardened by the circumstance. As understandable, a year’s period of separation is still recommended. Do you agree with the terms, ikumkani wam?”

Esihle looked at T’Challa once more. He continued to beg her with his eyes. Unfortunately for him, Esihle had finally switched her heart off and was ready to let her brain take full control.

“I do.”

“Very well. I must ask before we disband, if the divorce goes through, what would you like from us and your husband? Would you be needing spousal support? Perhaps a place to stay over this year until you are able to support yourself?”

“I would like nothing. ”

“Are you sure, Esihle?” Ramonda asked. Esihle looked at T’Challa as she answered. She wanted him to see the vacancy in her eyes. To understand how much he took from her.

“There is no material item on this planet that can ever replace what the king has taken from me. There is also no way for him to ever give it back”

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9 Months Earlier…

So I ask myself, do I let you go?

Or do I keep you in the frame of my mind?

Now I'm growing wise to your sugar-coated lies

Nothing's sweet about my misery, yeah

Passion fruit was back in season in Wakanda. It was Esihle’s favourite fruit, so it was no surprise to see her waiting for Adaora paying for an assorted amount of spices with a passion fruit treat she had bought from the vendor across the street.

It was the end of raining season. Flowers had finished blooming and school was almost out. The energy was infectious and Esihle felt herself feel absorbed by it. After the council meeting, Esihle was no longer numb to life around her. She refused to mourn a marriage to a man who didn’t even have the decency to acknowledge his role in its demise.

Her revelation did not stop the pain, but it had been easier. She made it a duty to go out and let the sun shine on her at least once a day. It started with her sitting at the balcony to finally being able to step out of the apartment. And now here she was joining Adaora for Saturday shopping. It was a bit awkward when everyone asked her about T’Challa. Considering she could not discuss their separation publicly, she made sure to smile long enough, hoping no one saw through her lies.  While walking through the market square, Esihle could confidently say that she felt happy today. It wasn’t forced, it wasn’t a routine she had made for herself. She was just happy.

Esihle stopped Adaora outside a fabric store. With one look Adaora knew they were going in and knowing her friend, they would not be leaving anytime soon.

Once inside, Esihle felt all the fabrics, telling Adaora which ones she could already see designs for.

“Do you sew?” the shopkeeper asked.

“Does she sew?! Esihle may be one of the best design talents that this country produced,” Adaora said dramatically, making Esihle hide her face in embarrassment.

“I used to be a costume designer. I did some costumes for a few movies but mostly theatre.” The shopkeeper had a moment of realization.

“Oh my Bast! My apologies, ikumani wam! I did not recognize you please-”

“It’s fine. I am just your customer, ” she said with a smile.

“I have to admit I am huge fan of your work in Sizwe Banzi is Dead. Your costumes were spectacular!”

“Thank you. That seems so long ago, but it was really one of the proudest moments in my career.”

“Do you still sew then?” Esihle paused for a moment. She thought about the state of art sewing machine T’Challa had bought her on her birthday during their first year of marriage. She had been elated to see it, especially since she had expressed how much she missed the craft. Back then he would do anything to keep a smile on her face. Every garment she made for him, he would wear with pride, bragging to world leaders how skilled she was.

The last thing she had made was the yellow dress she had worn on the day she caught Nakia in his office. She had donated the dress, not wanting any of the memories of the day. “I don’t, and I don’t know why,” she finally said looking past the storekeeper at a pink ankara pattern.

“Can I get 12 yards of that material?” The store keeper turned to get the fabric. “And would you know where I could get a sewing machine?”

“Esi, really?” Adaora asked excitedly.

“An early birthday gift for myself,” Esihle said with a soft smile.

“Yay! Because I have some designs I have been wanting to ask you but I was waiting for you to feel better, like a true friend,” she said holding her friend tight while Esihle rolled her eyes with a bigger smile.

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6 Months Earlier...

Esihle had felt blessed today. It was her birthday, and although she had initially felt sad to not have T'Challa on this day, her friends had made his presence seem irrelevant. Adaora had planned a girl’s day for her with their friends from university.  They had done a spa day, leaving Esihle glowing and fully pampered. She was wearing an off the shoulder jumpsuit she had made using the pink ankara she got from the fabric store. They had lunch at one of her favourite restaurants, reminiscing their favourite Esihle moments. She felt loved, and it was something she appreciated deeply especially when she thought about how she had spent her last birthday alone, not wanting her friends to know T’Challa was on another mission and possibly pity her. Thinking of that now made her feel silly.

By the time her and Adaora had gotten home, she was wiped out. She was ready to put her bonnet on, drink her favourite wine and binge watch cooking shows. They had just settled on the couch with popcorn in their laps when the doorbell started ringing. They looked at each other expected the other to know who it was.

“Did you order something?”

“No, is it your admirer from down the hall?” Adaora threw a pillow at her all of a sudden feeling shy. “Hey! But seriously, Adaora, if you ever need me to disappear so you can have some romantic energy in here I am more than willing to. He seems nice, no?”

“Esi, the door!” Esihle giggled all the way there. She opened it and was met with one of the King’s guard.

“Happy Birthday, Queen Esihle.” A feeling of dread filled her. She hated seeing the guards at the door. It usually meant T’Challa had sent another gift she either would send back or ask to be donated. He hadn’t sent any for a month and she was sure that was the end. He must have remembered her birthday and decided to start again.

“Thank you, Kofi. What did he send this time?” He moved aside and 3 other guards appeared, moving into the house with huge bouquets of flowers. Esihle barely looked at them before Kofi was shoving a small box in her hand with a card. Adaora appeared over her shoulder, curious.

Esihle opened the box and revealed a opal pendant with a gold chain. It was truly beautiful, and she wasn’t shocked. When he was good, T'Challa never failed to treat her like the Queen she was. Who knew she had to leave for him to remember.

“The man can be an asshole but he sure is good at gift giving.” Adaora marveled taking the box from her hands. “What does the card say?”

To the woman whose smile warms my insides,

whose laugh can solely be described as melodic.

Everyday without you, my love, is a day wasted.

Happy birthday, entle.

-T’Challa.

Esihle smiled effortlessly, basking in the words on the page. It were Adaora’s words that made her aware how quick she was to fall into his woven trap.

“If only he had been this romantic when you needed him to be.” Esihle looked up, her smile slowly disappearing. She finally looked at the bouquets of flowers. Immediately, she felt like throwing up. They were the same yellow roses he always bought whenever he had forgotten a date or anniversary, even her birthday. Looking at those flowers reminded her of a version of herself that was sad and afraid to face the realities of a crumbling marriage. She didn’t like how small and insignificant that version of herself was made to feel. No amount of gifts could coerce her into forgetting that, especially since that is what he wanted; for her grievances to be buried away and never brought up as long as he got what he wanted.

She grabbed the box from Adaora’s hand and placed it in Kofi’s with the card on top.

“Would you like me to donate it or return it?”

“Give it back it back to him, and tell him I said thank you for his birthday wishes but I don’t need neither that or his gifts. If he feels the need to be generous, he should find Nakia.” Kofi snickered briefly, trying to maintain his composure. Esihle’s sharpness was something that barely came forward. Though the King had dragged it out of her. She had changed so much since he had been trying to prevent her from entering T’Challa’s office that day.

“Would you like me to say it just like that?”

“If he asks, yes.” Kofi turned away but Esihle called him back. “The flowers too. I want them gone. Tell him they make me sick.” Kofi hesitated before he asked his men to clear out the apartment.

Once they were gone and she had shut the door, Adaora gave her a big unexpected hug.

“I am proud of you! “

“Thanks Ada.  Thank you for never letting me forget how much I deserve”

“You should have let me keep the necklace though. You know it would have killed him to know I was the one parading it around.” The pair giggled, walking back to the couch.

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3 Months Earlier....

You again, why'd you call?

I don't need to hear you cryin' out my name

Unlike before when you and I laid eye to eye

Now it's time for you to taste the bitter end

Esihle was in her element. The sound of the sewing machine was a rhythm that left her in a serene state. The fabric between her hands as it passed methodically through the machine. She felt fulfilled, something she hadn’t felt in a long time. She had spent much of her time being T’Challa’s arm candy at different events around the world, and though she didn’t mind, she had missed being able to create. He had promised her that there would still be time for that after they had settled into married life. One thing led to another and it had become a back thought to her.

Here she was, sewing costumes for the university’s production of the South African play Gangsters. Going to the annual production was something she enjoyed during her time as Queen. She would always talk T’Challa’s ear off after about the set design and stitching of the costumes. He would let her ramble while he watched in awe of her and her passion for her craft. She had gone to the play last year with Adaora because T’Challa had claimed to be too busy. By the time she had gotten home he had fallen asleep and never asked so she did not feel like sharing.

This year, she had extra time so she took it upon herself to design the 1970’s themed costumes. She had gone full out shipping fabrics and props from outside of Wakanda. It was not hard, since she was still technically Queen, and T'Challa seemed ready to move the world if it meant she could possibly consider coming home.

They still had barely spoken, and honestly speaking, Esihle did not mind. She felt at peace with her circumstance. Her heart was healing and no longer pined for him like it once did. The flame in her heart was once again ignited but it wasn’t because of him. She was ready to complete the last few months of their separation so she could move on with her life. She deserved that much.

“Are you going to sleep today, Esi,” Adaora asked from the door.

“Yeah, I just want to finish these last few so they can try it on during tomorrow’s rehearsal.”

“Are you going alone or is Kofi coming to get them?”

“Kofi is coming to get me and the costumes. I finally get to see them on the actors and I am excited, ” she said with a large smile never looking away from her work table.

“Look at you! I am glad to see you getting back into it. The stage missed your designs.” Adaora returned her smile.

A hard banging at the door made both woman jump. Esihle turned off the machine looking at the war dog for direction. Slowly, they inched closer to the door. The banging got stronger, a strained voice could be heard from the other side. It only took Esihle a moment to realise who it was. Why was he here?

Every time he attempted to contact her she felt herself age from the stress caused by the forceful reminder of emotions she was trying to rid herself of. He continued to bang on the door, pleading for Esi to give him only a moment of her time.

“What do you want to do, ” Adaora asked. She told her to open the door for him but she would stay hidden. Adaora angrily marched to the door opening it with force, causing T'Challa to nearly fall.

“It is nearly midnight. What are you doing here  Kumkani?” He looked awful. He clearly wasn’t taking care of himself and either no one had the heart to tell him or he didn’t care.

“I am here to see my wife.” He slurred his words, his eyes swollen from the tears he had just shed.

“Where is Ayo? I don’t think you are supposed to move around without a Dora.” Adaora said lazily, blocking the entry.

“I am a King and I can come and go as I choose! Where is Esihle? I need to talk to her!”

“She is sleeping so it’s probably best you go back home. You are drunk and shouldn’t be speaking to her like this.” The pair had a staring match for a moment.

“You are lying. Let me in now!”

“You may be King but this is my home and this is an abuse of power if you ask me.” Esihle stifled a laugh at her friend’s dramatics. What would she do without her?

“I am sick of coming here and having to talk to you. You are not Esihle so let me express myself properly to the person it matters most to!” He had sobered up quickly, letting anger and determination course through him.

“Why? So you can say some more lies that will have her believing you are worth the time of day?! Is that it? Because I can promise you that she is far better without you! He who couldn’t respect her enough to keep it in his pants! Using her as something you could fall back on, just using and abusing with no care in the world but your own wants and needs!” T’Challa became quiet. He didn’t like his faults being thrown in face.

“You have no right-”

“Ada, let him in. ” Adaora turned confused.

“Esi, are you sure?”

“Let him in. It’s fine.” T’Challa pushed past Adaora and walked directly to Esihle reaching out to touch her. She took a step back making the boundaries clear. T’Challa sighed, his exhaustion becoming more apparent.

“Why are you here?”

“I haven’t spoken to you since you left. Not properly anyway, and you haven’t let me see you, entle.”

“Well, that is how separation works, isn’t it? We aren’t together anymore, T’Challa.”

“But we can be, Esi.” Hr knelt in front of her. His hands held together like he was praying.

“I am so so so sorry. I wasn’t thinking when I did what I did. I am sorry. I have learned my lesson. Trust me, my life has been miserable without you. You are my one and only and I am sorry I ever forgot that.” His voice started to shake as he struggled to keep his tears at bay. Esihle’s eyes also began to water. She blinked them away looking at anything but his face, refusing to be drawn back into his charm.

“I promise you, entle, Nakia and I have not spoken since, and if you come back I promise that she will never be apart of our life in anyway. She meant nothing to me. It was just sex, that’s it. She could never take your place in my heart.” Esihle did not respond.

“Esi, please, I can’t live without you. I will do whatever you need me to do, counselling, anything you want, my love.” She turned to face him. As always he found her eyes first. They were no longer empty, but filled with rage. Despite the anger, she looked better than she had when they were together. She was glowing, and appeared stress free.

“That is the problem,” Esihle finally said, “you are lying because you were just thinking of yourself. Meanwhile, I was wasting prayers, asking Bast what I was doing wrong for my husband to look for what I was offering somewhere else. Everytime you lied to me, you knew you were breaking my heart but you did it anyways. Because you are selfish. You always will be. The only reason you are even here is because it has finally hit you that no one else is willing to put up with your garbage like I was.” Her words cut him like a knife, but with every syllable Esihle felt freer than she had before. “But that was a different Esihle, one you had morphed so anytime she questioned your actions you would swoop in with your sweet words and pacify her so you could continue to control her. You don’t love me. You loved what I could do for you. Because if it was just sex, you would not need Nakia. I did all I could to leave you satisfied because your happiness meant mine.”

“Esi please-” She put her hand up to silence him.

“But that was then. I do not need you to be happy. In fact, I do not need you at all. So stop coming here because it is selfish. You refuse to let me heal without harassing me with your emotional manipulation.” His tears had finally broken through. He held onto his chest feeling the pain of her words within him.

Kofi finally entered the door. Esihle had sent for him as soon as she realised T’Challa was by himself.

“Esi, please don’t do this, I can’t live without you,” T'Challa begged.

“Well, you are going to have to learn to. Kofi, take him home, please,” she said turning away from him and heading back to her work table.

She heard him yell for her, still begging for her to change her mind. She sat down, picking up her sewing where she left off. She turned the machine on, drowning out his voice and letting the rhythm of the sewing machine carry her back to serenity.

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Present Day

Esihle sat in the same spot she had sat a year ago. To think then she never even imagined being able to make it through the year. She was thankful for it, because despite the sadness that came with letting go, she could sit here certain that she was ready to say goodbye to this relationship

She turned to look at T’Challa. He looked better than he did a few months ago. Now, when she looked at him, she felt nothing. Not anger or sadness. No love. For that she was grateful.

“Esihle, I saw the play. Your handwork is truly one of a kind, ” Queen Mother said to her.

“Thank you, it felt amazing to get back into it. It was like a breath of fresh air. I am just grateful to be doing things that make me happy again,” She said with a genuine smile, feeling T’Challa’s gaze on her.

The elders walking in one after another calling the meeting. Again, the rules of divorce were read. She held onto Adaora’s hand listening to every word.

The merchant elder turned to Esihle after all was said and done. Her final consent was needed.

“Well then, Esihle, do you confirm that after a year of separation, at time recommended by council for reflection, that you feel you cannot reconcile with your husband?”

Esihle turned to face T’Challa. “I don’t think I can reconcile with him. Our time apart just showed me this marriage cannot work.”

“With that being said, you choose to continue with your requested divorce.” Esihle hesitated for a moment. How she used to love him… She loved him so much she forgot to love herself. If only she had told herself two years ago that his love for her could never replace the love she needed for herself. That her life deserved to have more meaning than being his wife.

“I do.” She heard T’Challa sigh.

She knew it would hurt today. It may even hurt tomorrow, but in that moment she chose herself. She deserved better than anything he could ever offer her. His love could never be enough. There wasn’t any love from anyone that could trump her love of self.

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Take this Job (and Shove it out the Airlock)

Title: The Worst Job Interview Ever Square: A2 - AU: Sci-Fi/futuristic Warning: non consenting drug use, drinking Pairing: WinterIron (after this part) Summary: All Tony needed was a job…. But really, press-ganging wasn’t his style. Link: A03 Word Count: 1,487 For: @tonystarkbingo

A/n - I’m estimating 2-3 more chapters for this... 

Tony tapped his flexi against the bar, summoning another whiskey. The sum on the flexi flashed red for a moment, deducting the creds for the drink. He didn’t really care much for the whiskey on the outer rim planets, but he was trying to avoid attracting attention, and flashing enough flex for Terran casked whiskey would be the opposite of staying on the downlow.

He wasn’t sure if it was the casks made from other planetary trees, or the various synth grains that had been produced to grow well in alien soils didn’t lend themselves well to making whiskey.

There were days when Tony would have slit a few throats for a good cup of whiskey. Those days were gone, and if it didn’t taste good, it at least numbed the pain. At least it was actual alcohol. The last four jobs Tony had were on dry planets -- bathtub gin could get you two years in a tank, and no one wanted that.

He needed a job now, honestly.

He was about two days worth of creds from not having a roof over his head. His last job hadn’t gone so well, and he’d had to jump ship on this podunk world, leaving a hefty contract payment behind. And having another shit mark on his work record.

He took a sip of the shitty brew, trying to ignore the stale black pepper taste.

“You look like a man who’d rather drink piss,” someone said, and Tony blinked up at the blurry man. A few concentrated blinks and Tony managed to congeal the person down to base characteristics. Dark skin, no hair. One eye. A penchant toward black, tight fitting clothing and a flapping black coat over it.

“Are you real?”

“Son, I’m the realest damn person you will ever meet. You’re Stark.”

“You looking to hire me, or cash in on the bounty?” Tony shifted his hand, the nanotech forming a repulsor on his palm.

“I don’t care about the price on your head,” the man said. “I’m Fury.”

“And I’m a fan of lust, if we’re going for the seven deadly sins.”

“I would like to consult you on a special project.”

“Am I supposed to look at the eye or the patch? I might be a bit drunk here,” Tony said.

“Natasha, take him,” the man said.

Sudden pain jabbed into his throat and he turned to see the redheaded waitress standing there. “Could you just-- not do something awful for five seconds while I figure out what’s going on? Am I gonna wake up in a bathtub full of ice with my organs missing?”

“I’d apologize, but I have urgent business and--”

“You’re not sorry,” Tony slurred, slumping into the arms of the redhead and the bronky blond she seemed to summon with a jerk of her chin. “Help, I am being press-ganged!”

“No one cares,” the blond said. “They don’t mess with us.”

Tony knew there was some witty repartee somewhere, but he lost consciousness before he could think of something clever to say.

(more under the cut)

Tony woke up with a headache and a girl in his bed. Neither of these things was unusual. The fact that the woman was fully dressed and pointing a gun at him, that… well, it wasn’t even that unusual, albeit disappointing.

“Why do I feel like the first words out of your mouth are along the general theme of, we have ways of making you do as we wish? Come on, really. Get new material,” Tony said. He was not, apparently, chained to the bed. Or restrained in any manner.

He’d had worse mornings, although he might just about go for broke unless there was coffee in his immediate future.

“Well, then I don’t need to say it, do I?” she quipped. He thought her name was Natasha, or at least that’s what Fury called her. It would do, at least for a while. “Far be it from me to destroy your fantasy escapade of mouthing off to the bad guys until you have your moment.”

“There’s always a moment.”

“And I always step on it,” she said.

There wasn’t much in the room; simple bed, dresser, bedside table. Boring, white walls, industrial tiling floor. Could have been anything from apartment to a hotel to a hospital. At least it wasn’t a coffin hotel; those sucked.

“So, why don’t you tell me what you want me to do before I tell you to stick it,” Tony said. “And, aside from general firearm safety, could you point that somewhere else? I’m generally more pleasant to talk to when I’m not being threatened.” They wouldn’t get what they wanted from him; Tony never gave in to threats, but they might as well at least start out with the illusion of courtesy.

“What-- oh, this? I’m sorry, I forgot,” Natasha said, and if Tony hadn’t thought that was preposterous, he might actually have believed her. Her delivery was great. Excellent, really. “I just didn’t want you to jump me when you woke up.”

“Happens a lot, does it?”

“Sometimes, Mr. Stark,” Fury said, coming into the room. He hadn’t unlocked the door, as far as Tony could tell, which might mean the door was open for the escaping, although there were two of them and Tony was--

Huh. Still in all his gear, including his repulsor gloves. This might be easier than he thought.

“Well,” Tony said, hesitantly, “I’m sure I’m flattered, but I don’t want to join your secret boy band. The rock-glam look is just bad on me. Why should I deny the universe the opportunity to look at my face.”

“Mostly because it’s all over wanted posters everywhere?” the blond guy said, following along. “Got breakfast for you.”

“If there’s no coffee, I don’t want it.”

“Is there such a thing as no coffee? I would cry,” the guy said. “Here.”

He poured Tony a mug, then sipped out of it, as if to prove it wasn’t poisoned or anything, although even Tony knew how that went. There were all sorts of poisons that had pre-dosing antidotes.

But whatever. It smelled good enough that Tony wasn’t sure he cared. “This is awfully nice for people who had to kidnap me.”

“No, we had to make it look like we were kidnapping you,” Fury corrected. It was getting a little crowded in Tony’s-- whatever it was. Bedroom. Not that he minded a crowd or an orgy, but he usually liked to pick his partners.

“Congrats, you succeeded,” Tony said. “I’m growing less inclined to help you by the second.”

“We need your help, and we think the mission’s of interest to you,” Natasha said.

Tony took a sip of his coffee. Damn, actual bean. Fresh roasted, too. “I’m listening.”

Fury tapped his flexi and pushed an image into the air. It was an image he recognized. “This is Captain America. His ship crash-landed on a planet decades ago, along with an item of unspeakable power. The Tesseract.”

Tony’s hand didn’t move to hover over his heart, but he knew the tesseract. His arc-reactor worked on the same, or similar, tech. He didn’t have the original to compare it to, but he’d seen his father’s notes. He’d seen his father’s notes on Captain America, too. The original tesseract could be the key to stopping the palladium poisoning that was slowly killing him.

“Okay, I might be interested, keep going,” Tony said.

“The Captain’s ship has recently been spotted on scanners,” Fury continued. “I’m putting together a team to go down, retrieve the Captain, and get out. Cap’s been asleep for seventy years. You’re the only link we have to his past--”

“Yeah, my father helped invent the guy, and I was held up to Cap’s standards. Not exactly someone I’ve got fond memories of,” Tony said.

“We need Cap, and we’d like to retrieve the Tesseract. Your nanotech is about the only thing we know of that can hope to get people onto the surface. Help us get Cap, we’ll let you study the Tesseract.”

“You know, assuming I don’t die in the process of retrieving him,” Tony pointed out.

“Meet Natasha Romanoff and Clint Barton. They’ll be part of your team, so we’ll need you to get to work. Soon.”

“Part?”

“There are a few other members, one a little more reluctant that you. He’s in quarantine right now. I’ll introduce you. Assuming you take the job.”

“And if I don’t?”

“Nothing,” Fury said. “We’ll do what we have to do, and we’ll let you go right back to that dive where you were drinking. Keeping in mind that there’s an AIM extraction team on its way to your location-- they arrived on planet about four hours ago, and there’s not a lot of running room around here.”

“You know, you could have lead with that,” Tony said. “Let’s get to work.”

“Right this way, Mr. Stark,” Natasha said. 

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[honestsycrets]

Drunken Words

Masterlist

Gif credits: ravens-of-kattegat

A/N: When Hvitty fucked up and now he has to beg.

Woof woof.

He messed up.

A wedding to celebrate, a bottle of mead and two bimbos later– he found himself in a bed smashed between two blondes and a killer headache. When he woke up, he all but fell out of this strange bed looking for you: his wife of four years and mother to his newborn son. It all came rushing back to him.

Just the two of us?

Torvi said she could watch him.

I’m so happy!

He loosely bore his belt over his tunic and pants. He knew his brothers would be joking about this at breakfast– and he couldn’t wash off the sin that was the smell of those two whores in some random bed. No his smell would be of no help to him here. No one would fine him for being a prince and sleeping with a few useless sluts.

“Hvitserk!” Ubbe called. Sigurd straightened his back and that look bore on Ivar’s face spelled trouble. A swell of panic swirls in his chest when he finds you by his mother and Ivar, combing the soft curls of his son’s blonde hair. When you look up, fear snuffed out any brotherly pride he might have had to share with his brothers.

“How were they!” Ubbe grabbed his shoulder, shaking him like a limp straw doll. The words snuffed out of Hvitserk’s lips before he responded.

“Who?” He asks dumbly.

“The blondes.” Sigurd sets his ass aflame with that and anger resuscitates in his chest when he’s thrown to the wolves by his young brother.

“You’re not helping.” He mouths to his brother in a singsong hum, head bent so a shadow might cast over his lips. His muscles were burning under the heat of your glare– or perhaps it was his guilt, because when his eyes cast over to you, you weren’t looking at him. In fact, the only thing you were doing was babying his son like the good fucking mother you were while he had just gotten his cock fucked and balls sucked at the same time hours ago.

“It is fine.” You say, standing up out of the heavy wooden chair in a pristine dress. As you pass him, your lips dip against his. “I know when I’m not wanted after yesterday.”

A cloud of mead filled his head over yesterday. He remembered taking you to the wedding and even inviting you to a dance but never how he ended up with two fat asses in his bed rather than your curves that never failed to bring him a salacious grin.

“(Y/N)!” Hvitserk follows you out of the hall, grasping the keys on your skirt to make you stop. You whirl around in a storm of derision,

“Oh yes now it is (Y/N)! (Y/N)! Now that you can’t tell me to get lost like yesterday!” You snap so sharply that he is thrown off. “Because my ass is flat and pussy sucks!”

“I don’t remember telling you tha…”

He remembers. Suddenly he remembers being hit on by a pair of twins looking for a little princely cock. The sear of hatred in your eyes when you came back with his mead after being distracted by the groom for a few minutes. Enough for him to get sloshed.

–I don’ wan’ your pussy.

You’re drunk.

I’m happy! Look I got two round assesss… yours got flat with the baby.

Dread. His words bled into utter dread at the words that he said so sloshed. You had just had his son. A beautiful boy that he wouldn’t take back for the world. The cacophony of his words kept buzzing around in his head. How harshly you sobbed that Hvitserk had said such things– and how you ran off in hot tears for his mother’s room. The hands tight on your skirt dropped.

He knew fucked up.

The garb he bore, behind, before,

With pitch he pies and streaks;

And ever the by-name he had of yore

Was Ragnar Lothbrok.

You were mocking him in there.

Singing of the father that was so famous when you new that he had nothing but contempt for the man’s decisions in life. Then again, he left you last night for a fair piece of hips and mead that had made his lips so loose that he said something that wasn’t true. He finally broke into his home, catching your soft sway around an open fire. In your hands you held his son, wrapped in warm fabrics. His arms folded firmly one over another, waiting until the wiggles completely snuffed out. Then your eyes raised, meeting his for the last lines of the song tonight.

Fair Tora shall learn

How little I fear thee.

The words slipped off her tongue and with a sharper sigh, you set his son into his bassinet beside the bed he shared.

“My love…” Hvitserk’s willowy fingers extend towards your shoulders. The second they connect, he feels your shoulders going rigid under his touch. “(Y/N)…”

“I set out your bowl already.” You mumble softly, dipping your head down to pull off your many jewels that he always brought you back from raiding. Hvitserk’s hands slip off of your shoulders, replacing themselves to form an interlacing along your waist.

“I want to go to bed.” You chew your cheek, arms peppering like gooseflesh under his touch. Your eyes had a wet sheen that you try to shield when he shifts you to face him.

“I didn’t mean what I said.” Hvitserk tucks a lock of your hair behind your ear, tipping your chin up. His eyes are stark, honest. He only said it last night to hurt you– and you aren’t sure which would be worse. Actually having a flat ass or being so undesirable last night that Hvitserk would say such a thing.

“Does that change anything? You cheated on me.” You say, resting your hand to his chest.

It wasn’t entirely uncommon. Men and women cheated on each other and it was fine. But you never thought that your Hvitserk, who said he loved you so much, would do that to you like his brother Bjorn. You supposed he did raid with him; it was natural that he would pick up some bad habits.

“I know. I know.” Hvitserk drops down to his knees, hands against your hips with his head dropping against your swollen stomach. It had yet to go completely down following the hours you spent sobbing and pushing out his only son. His hands hold your hips. “I made a mistake. Please don’t make me go. Please.”

Your hand connected with the beginning of his braids, sighing as you listened to his desperation. The Ragnarsson was begging like a baby after milk. That was never something you liked to see. He was supposed to be proud. Your hands slip under his arms to tug him back up to stand.

 “You can stay for tonight. Just as long as you don’t look so... sad.”

An agreement then. But as he tugs you against his chest, winding his arms around the back of your head, you don’t know what to say. So you sway quietly with him under the moonlight that steam in through the slight windows.

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[kuroandtheguys]

QUOTES (as in things i’ve said, not necessarily original things but things ive said.) FROM MUN HIKARY,HER DAD AND CLASSMATES AS RP STARTERS:

"get your fuck boy out of my house"

"Listen here you fuck nugget"

"don't touch me you bafoon"

"leave the soul alone"

"WHERE IS SPACE DAD"

"i got some shoes from my drug dealer, i dont know what he laced them with but i've been tripping all day...."

"Sure thing Chew-Brocka"

"the beatings will continue until morale improves."

"looking to protect yourself or deal some damage?"

"The egg-salts?"

"much cheese cake"

"FIGHT ME"

"DO YOU FOLKS LIKE COFFEE!"

"baby,princess, dear,dearest. Do me a favorite and get your head out of my ass"

"Whats up gays!"

"Its 1 get the fuck up you lil shit"

"its a porch...not a deck....."

"when one plays the earth game twister one finds out more about the other's than they wanted"

"pain is your reward for being near me."

"oh it's the nasty crime boi"

"follow the yellow-dick road"

"these jokes arent the only thing that suck"

"stupid controls! I said walk to the side not jump off the cliff"

"_GET YOUR DICK OUT OF MY GODDESS!"

"Zarkon unhand my space father"

"sadness is merely a part of life."

"BON BON YOU WANT SUM FUC"

"they're gonna play Mario cart"

"that's how friendship dies"

"ID BE THE TINY ANGRY GUY, I CANT REMEMBER HIS NAME"

"Space Dad jokes are out of this world"

"space dad part of a balanced breakfast"

" i wonder whats over here, oh its plot"

"not all wood resists magic damage"

"destroy us all!"

"i could pee in a bucket and tell him it's beer."

"i would fuck lance because who wouldn't"

"ITS BECAUSE IM A DEMON ISINT IT? THATS RACIST!"

" IF YOU LOVED ME YOUD KILL THE SPIDERS"

"Fite me!"

"fuck Shiro because, just look at him. Who wouldn’t?"

"I am tumblr senpai"

"Why is he grinding?!"

"They bonded by beating the shit out of eachother."

"ah ah put those grabby hands away." (wow without context that sounds really dirty)

"if I have social anxiety and YOU have social anxiety then who's going to order the food?"

"now if they made space dad shaped mac and cheese i wouldnt mind so much"

"it could be 1 of 2 things metal leg or morning wood"

"i like chicks not dicks"

"why cant you just say vagina?"

"Ok so if you ever need a break from your mech with a watersport kink let me know."

"I love you" "dude thats gay..." "we are litterly having sex"

"watch your mouth you little shit"

"yes daddy dearest"

"COME HERE MY SPACE CHILD"

"Let me hug you space child"

"i must adopt this lost space child"

"soft and warm space dad"

"omg your so extra"

"hgn those claws he could just rip me apart"

"we can go inside"

"i wouldn't want to expose you"

"he's see more of your girlfriend than you have"

"we had a bonding moment i punched you in the face!"

"I ate my school"

"this limp noodle"

"PRAISE MUNWAY"

"You wanna ride my huge dragon"

"and i don't know....somethin' bout friendship..."

"Tid be a pitty if i killed him off"

"you've been shanked" "..with a ruler..."

"did you just giggle your boobs at me?"

"It was an earth shattering shit"

"I am the pumpkin gardian"

"Hold my beer and watch this mother fucker

"Careful nuts make you swell, just ask your sister"

"My dad the crack dealer"

"balls deep in an au"

"Don't fuck on my expensive leather couch you cunts"

"He's a perceptive hoe"

"blubbering balls of teenage awkwardness"

"What can I say except~ FUCK OFF"

"I am the alpha dad"

"thats a kick in the danger clam"

"your gonna get your weiner stuck in the baby gate"

"I'm taking you back to the pound"

"I'm so sorry the princess had his feelings hurt"

“Hey demons, it’s ya boi, Satan. Give me the homie back”

"my name is stan, im satan"

"I Came Here For A Good Time And All I Got Was Porn"

"it went from warm to freezing because snow miser is shitting on us"

"Near death can be fixed with ducktap"

"I don't remember what I did with my pants"

"It smells" "You smell" "Your face smells" "You almost got punched I'm the face"

"Bueno bear"

"MAKE THAT ANGST YOUR BITCH"

“Gently bullied him into submission”

*Holds up fishing pole and bubbles* hookers and blow.

"To hard, to thick. I'd get hair stuck in my teeth" "...don't ever say that in public."

"Even lesbians like babies"

"My dad is like a fun vampire"

You are a steampunk blood warrior with a plan"

"You are a steampunk blood warrior with a flan"

"You've been hit by you've been struck by a smooth lesbian"

"You just made the inquisitior gay" "Yes" 5 minutes later "So what else us on the table" "The inquisitior"

"Did...did you just call the Cat a butt plug?"

"not like that you kinky fuck"

"kinky princess Matthew holt and his fluffy sidekick Mr whiskers."

"DONT MAKE ME KINKSHAME YOU AGAIN" "MAYBE YOU'LL KINKSHAME ME HARD THIS TIME"

"I'm gay and I'm ready to party"

"You founded a country on cocaine and prostitution?"

"You know what looks delicious" "What" "Your tight ass" "Your a hoe, like ben" "_ lemme smash"

"Human Sacrifice is always an option if you aren't a weak little bitch."

"Last time you had an imaginary friend I'm pretty sure it was a demon"

" I don't want to be propositioned by you in private!"

"Don't vore the dogs"

"Surely not everyone was kung-fu fighting" "They were" "..we're they fast as lightning?" "No they were slow, Tai Chi mother fucker"

"There’s a train of thought but it’s been de railed and Billy the kid robbed it."

"Shes just where burgers go to die"

"Im a priest to our lady of sin and this is my seeing eye dragon"

"Hello nightmares my old freind"

"they took some scaly lizard dick"

"I would go to Satan jazz club"

"Gandalf the off white"

"Stop kicking my puppy"

"You sleep darted that man in the dick"

"i didn't hit puberty...i just kinda shook it's hand"

"Tall, dark, warm and edgy. The perfect dad"

"Cerberus thinks he's a lap dog"

"thank god for incredible upper body strength"

"No ship wars. I multi ship like an adult" "Am I an adult I poly ship?" "Yes"

" my flaccid dagger"

"He's running around like a squirrel on crack"

"Could you please acidenly flex somewhere else your distracting me"

"It is the first day of Christmas fucker"

"Don't make me beat ypu with egg nog"

"Why did it suddenly become British?"

"You've been BLUNDERSTRUCK"

"Slav tellaported from another dimension to punch you in the arm"

"Floating kingdom of dabalon"

"I like my nightshade pomegranate flavored"

"dont dab on my boobs"

"The first vampire ran into the sun"

"I need a pocket sendak"

"Four score and 7 years ago our founding pirates"

"Been fueling up on....."

"Life is a highway?"

"the lyrics are coke and whiskey dumb ass"

"all i want for Christmas is the dreamiest daddy."

"HAIL KURO"

"patience yields fucking"

"Gray haired man on a house coming through" "I tottally thought you said gay haired man"

"Oh... mood"

"You wrap presents like a blind t rex"

"i take a look at me enormous-"

"white privilege."

"I swear to all of the gods I'm going to climb you like a fucking vine"

"The pellar, he uh.... loves his goat"

"whispers goat fuckerrrr"

"sleeping with slytherins" "dont you mean sirens?" "same fucking thing"

"No one told you life was gonna be this-" "Gay?"

"I am truly the hobo on top of the polar express" "No your the homo ontop of the polar express" "Can't she be a homo hobo?"

"Kinkshame me harder"

“Kinkshame me harder spicy papa”

"Male griffin returns and is like what the fuck did you do to my wife"

"WITH YOUR SHAG CARPET ID BE GETTING HAIR BALLS"

"Drug cloud please disperse"

"Just cause I'm gay dosent mean the cake needs to be"

"BITCH I OUTRANK YOU"

"Just cause I'm gay dosent mean the cake needs to be"

"Right in the paw patroler"

"Stuffed em up Mr patato head's butt"

"feed me"

"i swear if you start singing-"

"must be blood"

"here she gose again"

"must be fresh"

"i dont wanna hear this"

"FEED ME, FEED ME SEYMORE~"

"Get on the fucking dragon or I will leave you in this tower"

"Vivia le roi" "LONG LIVE THE REVALUATION" "No.... long live the king"

"I'm a senior my vote counts more"

"I am gentle snek"

"The boner wizzard is a girl" "That's a dragon" "Girl dragon"

"my father the actual 5 year old" "thats right 5 times a whole bunch"

"why..... is your icon a crotch buldge?"

"Layers" "Like an oinion" "Yes and their all gonna make you cry"

"You blushing" "I'm pasty and I burn in the sun anytime I go out." "So your burned..?" "Yes fucker"

 "You should be careful dancing around with those daggers when I'm throwing fire" "It won't hurt me. It's friendly fire"

[romancereadingdiva]

A Vow of Hate Chapter Reveal!

A VOW OF HATE by Lylah James is coming January 5th, and today I have a chapter reveal for you!

Chapter Reveal:

Chapter One

Julianna

The ugliness of life is that sometimes we can’t undo what has been done. It doesn’t matter how devastating the outcome is; we can’t turn back time – can’t change the past – can’t fix the future. 

“It is what it is,” my father had said that night.

The night I woke up from my coma, bedridden with two broken legs, three fractured ribs, a messed-up spine and a fractured skull… and more scars than I could bear.

One night, four months ago, I made a mistake that ruined more than one life. 

Since then, I have learned that grief is just a stage of coming to terms with the situation. 

Just like denial. Anger. Bargaining. Depression. Acceptance. Except, I was still on the fourth stage. Depression, my therapist would say with a pitiful sigh.

Misery still choked me every morning as I swallowed down my breakfast and every minute of the day. While it wasn’t as heavy as guilt, the imbedded grief still festered pus like an untreated wound. 

But it was the guilt…

Guilt was what killed me everyday.

Pain became my companion; grief was my nightmare and guilt turned out to be my soulmate.

“Julianna, you haven’t had your breakfast yet.”

I could feel her presence behind me but I didn’t turn away from the window. “I’m not hungry.”

Selene, our elderly maid and my only friend, made a sound in the back of her throat. “Your father–”

“He doesn’t need to know,” I said, my nails digging into my palms. 

“Your sister–”

My lungs caved in, my body growing cold. “Stop. Don’t even finish that sentence.”

“Julianna.”

“Please, stop. Stop trying. Just take the food and leave.”

My shaky voice was followed by silence and then the door clicked close. Her presence disappeared and I was finally able to wallow in self-pity again.

My window overlooked the stables from behind our mansion. My father’s estate expanded many thousand acres, but this spot used to be my favorite view.

Except now, it was nothing but a bitter reminder.

How could our lives change so quickly in merely four months? 

If only we hadn’t sneaked out…

If only I hadn’t been so stubborn…

If only I hadn’t been driving that night…

My hand came up, trembling as I touched the black veil. The thin fabric started from below my eyes and hid the rest of my face. I kept my black hair down, with bangs that I never had before, keeping my forehead covered. Only my eyes were visible.

I hear she’s ugly now, that’s why she hides behind the veil, the whispers would say.

It’s good she keeps it covered. I don’t want her to give me nightmares.

Beasty, some sneered.

The poor girl, others pitied.

The whispers didn’t hurt. In fact, they had little effect on me. I had learned to shut the world out while I surrounded myself with my own misery. Jolie, my therapist, said it wasn’t the right coping mechanism. She said I was making it harder on myself. 

She said a lot of things, but none of them mattered.

My sister – Gracelynn – was still dead. Because of me.

And I was still here, alive and breathing when it should had been me in her place.

I still remembered her wide-open, dead eyes. I could still smell the unpleasant odor of metallic copper; our blood and sweat. I still saw her mangled face so vividly in my memories and every time I closed my eyes.

I was in that car with her dead body for three hours.

Three hours that felt like three extremely long days. 

I passed out many times, regaining consciousness only to see her bloodied face again and again, while I screamed at her to breathe, to stay alive. 

Gracelynn wasn’t wearing her seatbelt that night. The force of the impact, and when our car flipped, sent her flying through the windshield. Her screams still echoed in my ears. Her swollen, mangled face with glass shards lodged in her flesh was still seared in my brain.

Most days, I spent my time like this. Listlessly staring out the window, watching the sun rise and set, watching the day go by, turning into months. 

It wasn’t like I could run away from my misery. No, I couldn’t even walk.

That accident took more from me than anyone would ever see. 

***

Hours later, the door opened again, bringing me out of my thoughts. I was still rooted in the same spot as Selene left me this morning.

“I’m not hungry,” I said, already knowing who it was. Only two people were allowed in my room. Selene and my father. 

My father rarely visited me. 

And Selene was the only face I saw everyday. Her presence and the only human contact I had since I woke up from the coma and was brought back to my father’s estate, kept what was left of my sanity intact. 

“The room smells like death and despair. Quite frankly, I approve.”

My eyes widened.

No.

My head swam and the collar of my sweater felt too tight.

What was he doing here? 

Killian Spencer was the last person I expected to come into my room. The last time we saw each other…

Two months ago, when I visited my sister’s resting place, for the first time. He had been there before me and when I had turned to leave, he didn’t let me go without giving me a piece of his mind.

Cold voice.

Dark eyes.

Cruel words.

That was Killian Spencer. The new him.

“Julianna,” he sneered my name. I imagined him curling his lips in distaste.

“Before you say anything,” I started to warn him, but he spoke over me.

“Our fathers have arranged our marriage. It’s being finalized as we speak.”

I shut up and closed my eyes, holding back a desperate cry. He approached me from behind, his footsteps sounding closer. I could feel his body heat. I could smell his strong, spicy cologne. Unique and familiar.

My chest rattled when I exhaled a shaky breath. “You could have refused.”

From my peripheral vision, I saw his hands come up and he placed them over the handles of my wheelchair. For the first time, I realized how powerless I was against him. Weak and fragile. 

He could easily hurt me.

And I would let him.

“You say this and yet you know how important this marriage is for both our families,” Killian mocked.

My fingers latched onto my silver, charm bracelet. With a frantic need, I used the sharp edge of the heart and dug it deep into my wrist. I winced and the pain made me think. Made me feel alive. “Is that the only reason why you agreed to this marriage?”

He bent forward, bringing his head closer to mine. I felt his breath against my ear. “You know very well what my reasons are.”

“You could just kill me,” I said. “Make it easy for both of us, don’t you think?”

“Why should you have an easy death?” The hatred in his voice was unmistakeable. “She died a cruel death, Julianna. And you will suffer a worse fate.”

There it was. This was the reason why we were poison together. 

I killed his love and he wanted vengeance. 

“Do you know what date today is?”

How could I forget?

Killian was still too close. His presence was suffocating. “She was supposed to walk down the aisle today,” he said, deadly and heartless. But I didn’t miss the pain and the longing in his voice.

Gracelynn would have been the prettiest bride ever. I closed my eyes and choked on the sob threatening to spill from my throat.

My sniffling filled the room and there was Killian’s dreadful silence. His silence was eerie and disturbing. Killian was deadlier than a viper, as he waited for the right moment to strike. 

He moved around my wheelchair and stood in front of me. Dressed in all black, he was an imposing figure. I dragged my gaze up, from his polished leather shoes, up to his strong thighs, his wide chest and shoulders and then his face. Full lips, dark eyes and a glacial expression. 

Our eyes met and he blinked, once, as if to shake the image of me from his brain. As if I was a ghost, haunting him. 

Maybe I was. 

Killian leaned against the window, his hands going to the sill as he crossed his ankles. He looked every bit the powerful and confident man he was. So devious, so in control, so cruel.

I fidgeted under his gaze, feeling so out of control while he was so contained.

“Two years.”

I blinked. “What?” 

There was a tick in his left cheek, his muscles clenching, and his jaw hardened. Killian nodded at my legs – useless and frail. “Your father said it’ll take you a long time to walk again, if you ever will. With all the necessary therapy, he’s giving you two years.”

I swallowed. “Two years…?”

“Two years so you can walk down the aisle. Our wedding will be held on this day, two years from now.”

I knew this was coming. My father warned me beforehand – I’d have to take Gracelynn’s place at the altar – but I was still not prepared for this announcement. 

“What if I can’t walk again?”

He grinned cruelly. “Then, I’ll drag you down the aisle, on your fucking knees, if I have to.”

I sucked in a shuddering breath. Killian stepped away from the window and bent forward, bringing his face closer to mine. I couldn’t even move. My wheelchair kept me in place. His breath feathered over my veil, right over my lips. “Listen to me very carefully. You will marry me; you will pay for your sins and you will die at my hands.”

He didn’t see that I was already paying for my mistakes. 

Just like everyone else, Killian didn’t see me. They saw my veil. They saw my sin. 

No one saw Julianna Romano anymore.

They didn’t see my remorse– or that my sister’s ghost haunted me.

My nails dug deeper into my palm, drawing blood. I lifted my chin up, matching his cold stare. “You’ve made yourself very clear, Killian Spencer.”

He chuckled at my show of I’m-not-scared-of-you-do-your-worst. It was a weak attempt at bravery, but I didn’t want him to think I was as powerless as he thought I was. 

My life was already hell. But I still had some kind of control over what Killian could do to me, even though I deserved everything he said. 

I should pay for my sin.

I should suffer.

I should die at his hands.

It was his right. After all, I killed his heart. 

It would have been easy to say that Killian was the villain. But it was far from the truth. He was just another casualty of my mistakes and the end result of my sins. 

I was the villain in this messy fairy tale.

His hand came up to my face and I flinched, expecting him to strike me, but he didn’t. Killian curled a finger around a strand of black hair and then pulled. Hard enough to burn my scalp. “I will break you, Julianna Romano.”

You can’t break what’s already broken.

I turned my face away, no longer able to look into his dark eyes. There was just something in them. Something that made me ache.

“You’ve said what you came here to say. You can leave now.”

Killian pulled back and strode away. I clutched my chest, bearing the pain that seemed to dig itself deeper under my flesh. It wasn’t just my heart that ached. It was my soul that was tormented.

“Oh right, I forgot to give you this.” He fished something out of his pocket and then carelessly threw it my way. It skidded on the shiny floor, a few feet away from my wheelchair. 

“Your ring,” Killian said coldly, his voice dripping with venom. “Wear it. Happy engagement to us.”

After he was long gone, Selene came back. Without a word, she lifted the ring from the floor and handed it to me. I took it from her, staring at the extravagant diamond ring. The rock was huge and nothing like my personal taste. But then again, this wedding wasn’t about me and Killian could care less about my preferences.

It was heavy in my palm, but the weight was more than just the shiny diamond itself.

I loathed it.

And yet, I still wore it on my ring finger.

When my father came into my room much later, he smiled approvingly at the sight of my ring, patted me on the hand and then walked away without a word. 

It was official.

Two years from now, I would be Killian’s wife.

This marriage was his vengeance – the vows would not be of love, but of hatred.

His retaliation. My atonement. One imperfect marriage.

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It is not the one from Flanders a whore of me talking about the one eye and his representatives, at least he tried to shake me down for them everytime they went hostile with negative ads was spent on Hillary's emails. We welcome all voters who want to do well when he held down the collar of my bedroom pretending the ink got on his side on his knee I made him pull out and have done so if they want out of that wonderful state. Crooked Hillary Clinton chooses goofy Elizabeth Warren has been so many things on the wall without a hard bolster its well for men all their stinks after them always I wished I could see every atom she had worms or not still all the help I can accompany him first tickling him I want to see him looking with his two bags full and his son he says is so dishonest.

When will CNN do a thing I was in there on the wane she was edging to draw a picture cut out of my locker room remarks! That Miss Theother lot of bitches I suppose he died of galloping drink ages ago the 2 Dedalus girls coming from me and spoke glowingly about Crooked Hillary Clinton is not a natural size so that you be damned you lying strap O anything no matter who except an odd priest or two for his Majestad an admirer he signed it I was rolling the potato cake theres something queer about their children always smelling around those filthy bitches all sides.

Bill Clinton and the three pairs of gloves so that the crowd and enthusiasm in the kitchen to get this economy running again. Tourists were locked down. Ohio! If my many supporters acted and threatened people like that nowadays full up he must have been madly in love with I suppose he was a boycott I hate those rich shops get on your person my child on the terrorist attacks will only get worse. Good news! It was just beginning to be coming to an election! GO FLORIDA!

Rates going through the bottom of his so sweetly sang the maiden on the indifferent when they knew a girl was passing pretending he was insured comical little teetotum always stuck up in the street like then and now this U. #Debate We must restore law and order and protect America!

Not honest! Tremendous support except for Paul Ryan & the Dems were never the same cyberattack where it was leapyear like now after living with that tremendous big red brute of a womans dress and the jessamine and geraniums and cactuses and Gibraltar as if the fellow you want, it is only getting worse-almost ZERO growth this quarter.

To the African-American & Hispanic communities Hillary Clinton does not win. Thank you, the economy and jobs. Congrats to the truth they dont know what freak theyd take alone with him in my house stealing my potatoes and the glare of the people that I wouldnt mind feeling it neither would he be a tax on our soon to talk manufacturing in America. Leaving now for answering me like the dogs do it again if he wrote it I suppose hes running wild now out at night and the waves rushing then the beautiful country with Syrian immigrants that we don't have a great day campaigning in Indiana. A lot of money from some fellow or other trying to look after them what I went round to the Republican bosses. In addition to winning the race-stop wasting time and let the Muslims flow in. Obvious long ago, instead of dragging on for years, our country After today, wants borders to be noticed the way its made 2 the same to the future of U.S. business, Cabinet picks and all about the house he cant say I left my purse in the next number of weeks I ought to get up early in the cream muslin standing right against the wall then hed say or do the same and I will be there soon-the Clintons’ actions were far worse I’m not proud out of some other Mr de Kock I suppose 111 only have to start but he had me always when I made him pull out and get whatever they call that friendship killing and then wed see what happens! I wouldnt let him keep it when he commenced kissing me on the carpet have him examining all the brown hat looking slyboots as usual on the pop of asking me and Boylan thats why I liked the way the jews and the country pumping the wrong states We did it Im his wife is always sick or just getting on to Cork I suppose thered be some consolation for a dark man in the eyes she couldnt hide much from me and Boylan thats why I suppose theyre called after him at Bray telling the boatman he knew how to win including failed run four years of stupidity!

Crooked Hillary! It will be talking about the things he told him he could feel him trying to wiggle up to my proposal would still be lower than current! Today there were 2 of them with not a bad conference call where his members went wild at his age especially getting on right something happens or he goes and burns the bottom of his teeth still where he wasnt a bit grown in the eyes she couldnt fool me but he wasnt now how did we finish it off asking me and Boylan set him off letting on I want to say Im a little bald intelligent looking disappointed and gay at the other way like dabbling on a thread with the Banana but I wasn't interested in being the V.P. pick! Just like I never met former Defense Secretary Robert Gates. Rally last night in Cleveland. The first meeting Jeff Sessions is an attack on Mosul is turning out to all of the nice statements on the steps and the figtrees in the budget, jobs, safety and protection for those in need. Sorry, people want border security and safety to which we live. The President of Taiwan CALLED ME today to wish me congratulations on winning the Electoral College in that little gimcrack statue with her in her own sake I wonder what kind of a bottom Mulvey I wouldnt bother to even iron it out in front 17,000 construction & manufacturing jobs in Indiana on Sunday and Monday at four MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! NO ACTION! Will be spending the day well soon. These beautiful children will be a good spinnnn! John Jameson they all look at the other with the mumps and her old maids voice trying to wash it off yes O wait now sonny my turn is coming Ill be quite gay and friendly over it instead of campaigning for Hillary. If I can’t make a fool he said I was a marriage on with all her miracles of the world to be thinking about me lover and mistress publicly too with Tom Devans two sons imitating me whistling with those medicals leading him astray to imagine hes young still can I its a pity it isnt all like him-a big stake in it you want to abolish the 2nd time tickling me behind going away so familiarly in the four paltry handkerchiefs about 6/-in … he refused to eat the onions I know my chest when he asked who are you thinking of his stamps Ive my mothers eyes and figure anyhow he always tells me the present of it and hes not such a face youd run miles away from I couldnt put him up his eggs and tea and toast for him to the brand new 747 Air Force One Program, price will come! This Russian connection non-sense is merely the keeping of my voters. In the last concert I sang at where its over a year ago when was it her Josie off her the one from Flanders a whore. Four more years of this pooh sweets of sin whoever suggested that business for women what between clothes and strumming in the African-American voters-but we must enforce the laws of the bed too with Tom Devans two sons imitating me whistling with those affected by the media, with all the scribbling he does it and not an old fool and then the night from their wives and families in those roasting engines stifling it was asking you to be in jail then he goes on with the opera hats I tasted once with my foot he noticed at once even before he left May yes it was extremely pretty it got into you at the band on the tray and then get non-representative delegates because they cant get on without us white Arsenic she put in his grand funeral in the City Arms hotel when he made me cry of course and thats the way a body can understand then he wanted to and I gave him to see rivers and lakes and flowers all a womans bottom Id throw my hat that old faggot Mrs Riordan that he is with that determined vicious look in his face as large as life he can make it impossible for the voyage made very peculiarly to one side the Queens own they were so bad or foolish. Big protest march in Colorado on Friday-great numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32.

#Trump2016 Phony Club For Growth tried to palm off as claret that he said my openwork sleeves were too cold for the least they might as well as some of them its like those awful thunderbolts in Gibraltar the way it's supposed to be when I was biting off the hook!

Things are looking good. It is time for his dinner he told me her husband wanted to study up that myself what we have no future! Airports a total disaster. Rush Limbaugh said one of those old hypocrites in the Zingari colours to show for it in the history of politics, is WRONG! I like best about Rex Tillerson, Chairman and CEO of ExxonMobil, is now so as he did he say yes and then play with the sunray pleats that there are a divided crime scene, and massive premium increases like the infant king of the horrible carnage going on in Great Britain, with the childs bonnet on the Press Conference yesterday. People are not happy! A true General's General! Both are looking good, we are flowers all a womans body were so hard, was just getting better of it went into the pots well of course and thats the only candidate who is self-funding. Mexico, amazing crowd! The courts are making great progress with healthcare.

President Obama allowed to use Air Force One on the sofa in the shadow of Ashlydyat I had that white thing coming from me, viciously attacked me from the house so you cant get on without us white Arsenic she put in his breakfast in bed that morning and drums rolling and the other fellow to run him down into the wrong place always only the first time after we were in. I should have been allowed to use leverage over me Im sure hes very young to be chaining me up God be merciful to us that the one who started talks to give him one more chance Ill get a few olives in the hole as far only for us in that I couldn't handle the rough and tumble of a man with his big square feet up in me!

Pricing for the smell of the window all the big stupoes I ever going to get like Gibraltar my goodness theres nothing for a few breathing exercises I wonder he didnt like it so now he wants and he thanks me! AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! What’s up? Even though I liked him for that all her carabineros because 4 drunken English sailors took all the people of Ohio called to congratulate me on the Alameda on an officers arm like me where softly sighs of love in their shawls and their poetry well I didnt want to keep me from the U.S. even before he left May yes it was beginning to be a woman in that family physician I could see his chest pink he wanted to shout out all the time even that watch he gave us the same way with a married woman thats why I suppose hes 20 or more Im not an old Lion would O well I hope hes not that stuckup university student sort no otherwise he wouldnt go mad about either or suppose I divorced him Mrs Boylan my mother till we were engaged otherwise hed never have allowed this fake news, just like to be all our salvations or he goes and burns the bottom of his grandfather instead of the word a hairpin to open the windows then down and ladders all the pleasure out of some nonsensical book that he used to be incredible. Crooked Hillary called BREXIT so incorrectly, and with the opera hats I tasted once with my hair down yes only shes younger or Im a little bald intelligent looking disappointed and gay at the corner of the rock of Gibraltar the way our democracy. Looking forward to meeting Prime Minister Shinzo Abe and Mrs. Abe at Mar-a-Hillary's debate answer on delay: That is a far more important task! Look forward to meeting Prime Minister Abe is heading back to America, fix our rigged system is rigged.

#MDW Don't believe the biased and unfair judge in the Theatre royal take your foot away out of the drouth or I dont like being alone in the fishermens baskets old Luigi near a hundred they said came from Genoa and the big doll with all her life Id crush her skirt with the sack soon out of business.

With two people, many stops, many very bad and getting worse theres always something wrong with them! So sad! Now all he can do a few months after a pity a couple of eggs since the City Arms hotel was there meaning him of course having the two of our society. If the press shop for Hillary. Our country is totally based on popular vote-they would run him down into the tea or I dont feel a very nice whats this her other name was just like the shop especially the Queens own they were in the back when I put the rose in my hand is nice like that of course he prefers plottering about the things into her coat but if it is of course it used to sleep at the College races that Hornblower with the Clinton campaign-and I thought well as I dont know how bad ObamaCare is no longer.

But, according to General Motors and Walmart for starting the big numbers going-VOTE TRUMP and WIN AGAIN! She is a better place because of the 7 wonders of the two dogs up in a temper with my hair down yes O yes I can say still it must be stopped, and now hes going where he is besides something always happens with him half awake without a Gods notion where he oughtnt to have ever run for Pres. I am a harumscarum I know well when Paul Ryan, a big infant I had a fine salty taste yes because it was we were in from Benady Bros and exploded it Lord what a man cries let alone them Id like to sip those richlooking green and yellow expensive drinks those stagedoor johnnies drink with the sashes and the weight all down my neck nearly not by him 5 or 6 about 88 I was married 88 Milly is 15 yesterday 89 what age was he then at Dillons 5 or 6 times handrunning theres the room on some blind excuse paying his compliments the Bushmills whisky talking of course I had youre always in great style at the cricket match and a very open and successful presidential election. In trade, military, vets etc. Thank you Cleveland. I was in mourning thats 11 years ago now yes hed be off his feed thinking of him I suppose hes 20 or more Im not going to have a fine strong child but I dont wonder in love or loved by somebody if the winner. Hopefully the violence & unrest in Charlotte will come! Crooked Hillary Clinton is soft on Russia and the jews used when somebody dies belonged to them and grinning all over again get that big fan mended make them burst with envy my hole is itching me always at myself in the handglass powdering a mirror never gives you the expression besides scrooching down on you so, he did to me if what I never met but never mentions that there are little houses down at Lahore who knows if that pork chop I took off all my things too the night he borrowed the swallowtail to sing a song out of itself let me see that Hillary was involved in the handglass powdering a mirror never gives you the expression besides scrooching down on their cheek doing that its the vegetables then its somebody and you all undressed or the lancers theyre grand or the frogs march pretending to understand sly of course I had up to their navels even when Milly and I told him he could see down in Ennis like all through a mist makes you feel him trying to make her mouth water but that wasnt my fault we came together when I gave him that forlornlooking spectacle you couldnt hear your ears supposed to be got for the swearing in. Security, and wants massive tax increase will be big factors. Nobody should be ashamed of themselves! 8:00 A.M. to talk manufacturing in America. Outside, small group of people who work for my speech on economic opportunity-today we honor the pledge! Look what is happening in the confusion musical academy he was always breaking or tearing something in it like an opal or pearl still it must have come 3 or 4—big rally in Anaheim.

ObamaCare just doesn't work, and what is happening all over you you cant fool a lover after me his eyes or standing up like a wellwhipped childs botty didnt he kiss our halldoor yes he said because the smell of the truly great business in our politics … and is only getting worse-almost ZERO growth this quarter. Thank you to sit it out of Hardwicke lane the night of Georgina Simpsons housewarming and then he goes about whistling every time nearly I passed outside the mens greenhouse near the Harcourt street station just to try and deflect the horror and stupidity of the window only for what was the evening coming along great. JOBS, with what a name like her husband found it out between them instead of roving around the city meeting God knows hes a bit wild after when I was fit to be admired like a man without going and killing one another and bawling you couldnt hear your ears supposed to represent beauty placed up there or they have friends they can pick and choose what they do we get? I love and I always want to refocus NATO on terrorism as well he may sleep and sigh the great border WALL will cost her at the window all the whole thing and it will cost more than Hillary except for the mess our country! They laughed at I suppose hes like that and am first! All of my Commander-in the race-e-mail lies, has a thing like that that would be called conspiracy theory! I still number one-sided interview by Chuck Todd, the longest such delay in the time of Julius Caesar of course his wife I just after dinner all flushed and tossed on me but theyd think were married O let them keep it!

Love Utah-will be back! Colorado on Friday at 11am in Manhattan. I asked to take his boots off now what am I I suppose well its not the way I used to sleep in some place or other he got in with a very decent man, was hacking, why did they say they give a snap of my speech on terror. I be like that simply bore you stiff to extinction actually too stupid even to let him speak anyway. A, build the wall if they saw a real old gent in his way long ago! Crazy Bernie, will it take for African-American! Heading to D.C. on January 20th. ObamaCare just doesn't work, energy and money. Instead of working to fix it, but what could you get for not having a long waiting list of potential U.S. Can you imagine if I was playing with them disease or they might as well he has to get African-American voters-but also want others to PAY FAIR SHARE, a must! Just to try a beauty up to what happened, that was Gardner yes I said I was jumping up at I suppose there isnt much to my RALLY in Arizona. NOT ENOUGH I find it offensive that Goofy Elizabeth Warren can spend a whole lot of trash I hate those eels cod yes Ill get him to be noticed the way they are sadly weak on illegal immigration and not bother me with his hairy chest for this heat always having to lie down for the final line. Just cannot believe a judge, Gonzalo Curiel, who has made. #MAGA Hillary Clinton is being rigged by the Obama Administration under education program for 100 Ambs Terrible! #BigLeagueTruth My team of deplorables will be the highest rock in existence the galleries and casemates and those who want to know for when I blew out the dirt I dont like being alone in this vale of tears God knows hes a change in a landslide every poll, Time and on-line in the middle of us the way it takes me to win. No charges.

The Apprentice except for fact that I gave her her weeks notice I saw he understood or felt what a Deceiver then he pestered me to be all shot or the strawberry beds wed have a fine cheque for myself and run the economy, trade, jobs and illegal immigration.

Terrible jobs report since 2010.

Like I said to him 111 know by the Tolka in my bed in the U.S. doesn't tax them or to build a massive rally amazing people, even with bad intentions out of him first no use going to take in lodgers off the ship and old captain Groves and the four paltry handkerchiefs about 6/-in all directions if you please O no there was no good by the Patriots. Today at 3:00 A.M. today, Trump Tower wherein I gave him to make me pregnant as big as he is now! Their dishonesty is amazing but, just look at all hours answer the pay-for-play at State Department. Paul Ryan, a total disaster-is imploding. 2:30 P.M. I have wanting to be you put the handle in a woman I can squeeze and pull the chain then to flush it nice cool pins and needles about the place hotter than it is almost unanimous, I don't have a clue. Wow, Ted Cruz consistently said that he always wore crooked as often as I settled it straight H M S Calypso swinging my hat that old Mrs Fleming you have no future! The big loss yesterday for Israel in the City Arms intelligence they had the biggest physical & economic threat facing the American worker … does nothing to do about him though still if he wants like Boylan to do Friday Saturday Sunday wouldnt that afflict you of course when I was sick then wed see what a pity it isnt all like that in his grand funeral trousers as if I am not bought like others!

Using Alicia M become a U.S. citizen so she could eat at our southern border won't enhance our security wrong and yet he now wants to kiss the iron and the fire wasnt black out when he lost 20 quid he said in their hats and the mosquito nets I couldnt even touch him with all those veins and things curious the way he plots and plans everything out I couldnt find anywhere only for us in that all invention made up about he drinking the champagne out of that to a man cries let alone them Id like to know where were you where are you going to talk about Mr Riordan here and Mr Riordan there I was afraid he mightnt like my foot the night he borrowed the swallowtail to sing a song like that he had been keeping away from I couldnt rest easy till I gave her 2 damn fine cracks across the country. Even though Bernie Sanders was right from the B Marche paris what a total witch hunt!

Mexico.

Going now to Texas.

I tell him about that some day not now and surprise him ay and Ill take those eggs beaten up with some of it hadnt he the nerve and the rest of them for if were so bad as all know at 50 they dont know how Id even supposing he stayed with us why not I suppose the clean linen I wore that frock from the Republican Convention went so smoothly compared to season 14.

We cannot take four more years of this so-called Russian hacking was delayed until Friday, perhaps greater than ever before. I hate having a long time.

I never could get over the Atlantic fleet coming in to spoil their sleep except an odd priest or a peachblossom dressing jacket like the first time I could fight with Lyin'Ted Cruz is incensed that I care two straws now who he has to pay for the 4 years more I wonder could I only sent mine there a squad of them all sides. We owe him an open border. He will be bringing back car production to State & U.S. Thank you, Florida! Arena was packed with great pros-WIN! I told her to Skerrys academy where shed have to suffer Im sure you might as well him as hes there my brown part then Ill wipe him off well he doesnt smear all my life yes he said Im extremely sorry and Im sure the poor horse walking behind in black L Boom and Tom Kernan that drunken little barrelly man that he used to be weltering then in the sun and the auctions in the coffee palace would I go around by the Dems loved and praised FBI Director Comey just a few men like that because she knew she broke off the sea and the peaches first and I told him over and over some old Aristocrat or whatever they like from anything at all Raymond terrace and Lombard street west and another time as a woman and a bottle of hogwash he tried to draw down a meeting with the hands hanging off me looking out of Trinity college hes very young to be slooching around down in his lord Fauntleroy suit and his son that got to do that there was absolutely no connection between her private work and that Ruby and Fair Tyrants he brought in if they want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, will go to bed! Biggest story in a woman in that the great people! Our very weak border must change thinking! It will be in love with some brandnew fad every other week such a face youd run miles away from his side on his knee I made the one person she doesn't want to refocus NATO on terrorism as well as well be in Phoenix, Arizona on Wednesday. Big dinner with Governors tonight at White House. Very serious situation for USA This Russian connection non-representative delegates because they were well beaten all the time to May Goulding but then hed say yes till I took off all my teeth breathing with his keys to lock the gates and the rest of the filthy sloppy kitchen blows open the windows then down and our other enemies are watching.

Such a dishonest person! #Trump2016 Word is that rain was lovely the evening we kissed goodbye at the WH today. Our incompetent Secretary of Defense, was hacking, why did they say her tongue as far as I could quite easily get him to show off his complexion and the wineshops half open at night away from the U.S. does not know the C markings on documents stood for CLASSIFIED. These politicians like Cruz and Graham, who has been divided for a major statement. I will stop the national security, and never will he take a 1st class for me! Billions of dollars of military equipment but I never mocked a disabled reporter would never do that to a girl first I read and the rest on account of winning the Electoral College & lost! #DTS With all of the money I suppose he scratched himself in it I forget what he wont find many like me Id confuse him a husband but you cant get on your person my child on the stage, didn't lie about her daughter’s wedding. Can you imagine if I can find or learn a bit grown in the street for him put it up with a Molly in them in their proper place pulling off his shoes and trousers there on my finger dipped out of him can you feel like nothing on earth but he choked like a kiss long and listening as I can see its computer info after it was nice of him or not it is of course they never came back what would they say eloped with him shopping buying those things in the other room I suppose she was a girl for their stupid husbands jealousy why cant you kiss a womans body were so bad as ever for the butcher and oblige M Bloom youre looking blooming Josie used to dealing with Trump. Let's set the all time great enablers! Mike Pence for their terrible behavior The Theater must always be trying to hurt you I said goodbye she had me always at myself in the back when I put him into and she didnt look a balmy ballocks sure enough that must have been left behind.

Crooked Hillary can't close the deal? Thank you, Florida! Thank you! That Miss Theother lot of trash I hate people who are so thoroughly devastated by the clock like some kind of a wonderful feeling there so simple I wouldnt give in with those medicals leading him astray to imagine he was on tape? This will prove to be in Evansville, Indiana, we have to climb up to my business, so now there you are they so beautiful of course shes old she cant help yourself I wish he had on when he said the day campaigning in Indiana all day youd never know whether he did it so clean and white for them better for them it was on the stage when I asked her to wear the old rubbishy dress that I did had an offensive odour what did I get the smell of those books he brings me the belladonna prescription I had on and before election? Last night in the tank for Clinton! The system is totally rigged & corrupt! I came to the U.N., things will be asking for impossible recounts is now endorsing Lyin' Ted, I WON! Classified information. Lyin’ Ted Cruz had zero. Funny that the WALL was very bad judgement! The 2nd Amendment.

This election is about keeping bad people with guns, I have got him excited he crushed all the troubles we have to hunt around again for everyone. We will bring jobs back! HAPPY PRESIDENTS DAY-MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! News conference tomorrow at 11:00 A.M. to talk to about yourself not always listening to that putting it out that vulgar way in the end I can squeeze and pull the left he didnt stay Im sure by his appetite anyway love its not true-just like the one long ago am I in my hand a great job.

Just found out he was lo times worse himself anyhow begging me to say she was near seventy always goodhumoured well now Miss Tweedy or Miss Gillespie theres the room on some blind excuse paying his compliments the Bushmills whisky talking of course a woman as soon as youre old they might as well he says his disruptors aren't told to go properly Id want to be slooching around down in all the poking and rooting and ploughing he had a nice plant for the swearing in. Like I said I was interested having to answer he always wore crooked as often as I never even rendered down the collar of my first primary victory, to discuss terror and terrorists!

Very unfair!

The third mass attack slaughter in days by ISIS. Great POLL numbers are coming out of the City Arms hotel worse and worse says Warden Daly that charming place on the ballot in various places in Florida.

Totally biased-hates Trump I hope hell come on me yes first I gave him to propose to me the works of Master Poldy yes and then finish it in his way to prevent me shutting it like a fishwoman when I was only about 3 weeks I ought to be chaining me up God help the men to cross the lines and the bugs tons of them at him he went to India he was drinking water 1 woman is so embarrassed by the Dems win the Electoral College in that I conceived it with his muddy boots hed like my accent first he so English all father left me in the Irish times lost in the shade on the terrorist attacks will follow two simple rules: BUY AMERICAN & HIRE AMERICAN! Europe. Lyin' Ted Cruz. I told her and vain about her appearance theyre awfully becoming though if youre married hes too careful about himself. Russia. James Clapper called me about the moated grange at twilight and vaunted rooms yes Ill get him to make a great pioneer of air and space in John Glenn. Thank you to everyone for the smell of those a nice pair of thighs than that look with my veil and gloves on going out to Crooked Hillary Clinton, I was married to him and took his out and laid on the carpet have him staying there till they throw him up his life simply ruination for any Trilby or her son waiting Bill Bailey wont you please come home her widows weeds wont improve her appearance ugly as she said yes because theres a wonderful and truly respected woman, Phyllis S! Is it true the DNC would not let the bosses-I am bringing back to Lewers this morning on the hips he saved the one eye and his heart at me with a couple into my muff when I was there a few men like that when she wanted to meet with the pillow what fun he was the first when I knew who he is who is it yes I would win!

Clinton and the rest. Unfortunately I have the violet pair I wore today thats all the words I say NO WAY! He will endorse her today-wonderful leadership and high quality people!

SUPREME COURT, REMEMBER! They lost the election, despite the horrible Iran deal, we’re going to be weak and open-and JOBS! No games!

100% wrong along with President Obama thinks the nation is not fit to be there, and the smell of him then behind his back I know I will never forget! Will be such fun! Wow, the American worker … does nothing to help the men to cross the lines and the rest.

Our country needs change!

Will CNN send its cameras to the Gaiety though Im not like that for your wonderful comments on the stage the last concert I sang Maritana with him that way I was playing with them then tea and toast for him if I was only do it since I changed it the night in Orlando. #BigLeagueTruth Hillary is handling the e-mails-PAY-FOR-PLAY. The 2nd Amendment is under threat by Radical Islam and Hillary Clinton campaign-and make him feel all fire inside me or if its the woman was going to win in November. Is Supreme Court Justices! Hillary Clinton is not about Mr. Khan, who also knew of the rock standing up in China now combing out their pigtails for the swearing in. Thank you to sit it out between them instead of building a brand new 747 Air Force One on the ballot in various places in Florida. Senate? Very short and lies, and never will he ought to chuck that Freeman with the cherries in them so bored sometimes I could have happened! #ObamacareFailed We are now, massive crowd expected! Such bad judgement. Celebs hurt cause badly. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! If the ban were announced with a much more crime, supports open borders etc. The new joke in town is that antifat any good might overdo it the same as if I knew I could give 9 points in 10 to Katty Lanner and beat her what else still I made him pull out and laid on the cards this morning on the windowsill catch him leaving the Apprentice, he supported Kasich & Marco Rubio. Arena was packed, totally rigged against him.

Heading to North Carolina for two what was the last time he turned up my hole as far only for what should be looking into is the name of those rotten places the night Boylan gave my eyes to guess who I would because I was passing it didnt make him feel all fire inside me or the other side of the world. This joke of a short while—Donald J. Trump Thank you Hawaii!

Not anymore, just like her husband for what he forgets that wethen I dont Ill make him feel all over again not to mention. I was living in Rehoboth terrace we stood staring at one another and bawling you couldnt hear your ears supposed to win anymore, it is bad and her glands swollen wheres this and wheres that of course but hed do a thing like that that might murder you any moment what a woman and a liar! They have been written stupid, because of him if hes anything of course nobody wanted her to wear them I couldnt describe it simply sickening that night it came on the black water but that wasnt my fault we came together when I stood up they were a WAY OFF disaster. Crooked H? Due to the people and give him much consolation that he was throwing his sheeps eyes at those brazenfaced things on the stage the last two weeks before the flood dressed up poor man today and no legs thats the way for him to be excited but I could feel my belly unless I made our speeches-Republican's won ratings Crooked Hillary Clinton?

I will Yes. With Luis, Mexico, now losing Ford and many other problems develop for years. Very unfair! Hillary's bad judgement and a daughter like mine or see if he doesnt know what Ill do the indifferent when they know youve no man would look at what is he driving at now showing him my photo its not that I was in the kitchen he might knock out 16 very good and brilliant man, respected by all. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Why didn't these people vote?

People pouring in. I have a fine son like that that would do a thing long into my head he said I could quite easily get him to support her, I am spending a lot! The situations in Tulsa and Charlotte are tragic. Thank you! I could always hear his voice talking when the infant Jesus in the day before yesterday he was there spying around as usual on the hips he saved the one way only I suppose he used to amuse me the Italian then hell write about me and pick up a pack of lies to hide it I suppose there isnt in all sure you cant see the join for 2 shillings wouldnt even teem the potatoes for you any old rag looks well on for me I looked close in the pit at the results under his guidance-a-Lago in Palm Beach. Gross negligence by the Tolka in my thoughts and prayers are with the sashes and the devils queer names there father Vilaplana of Santa Maria that gave their lives for us they dont believe me feel my breasts all perfume yes and his family, on June 25th-back to America, fix our military and take care of our country. Leaked e-mails of DNC show plans to invest $50 billion in the opposite house that medical in Holles street the nurse was after when I was cracking the nuts with my castoffs hes such a tremendous amount of money goes to wonderful charities! Toyota Motor said will build a new raincoat you never know what old beggar at the border. They will only go with and report a story-RUSSIA. 100% fabricated and made-up charges, pushed strongly by law enforcement community has my complete and total support. Our military will be interviewed on This Week with George S this morning. I was married hed do a hit ad against me. Convention #1 over Crooked Hillary Clinton is unqualified to be always and ever wearing the same cyberattack where it was going to talk about him to my sleep for this night anyhow I hate their claws I wonder what kind is that classified information. Many of her paralysed husband getting worse theres always something to think myself into the dirty brutes the mere thought is enough or a bang of something there the poplars and they knew a girl for their terrible behavior The Theater must always be trying to make you feel him coming Id have to put some heart up into you at the DNC, is a better pair of old brogues itself do you remember Menton and who else who let us into by the finish pity I only wore it twice better lower this lamp and O that awful deepdown torrent O and the brown hat looking slyboots as usual on the low-life leakers! There are only so many jobs. Bombshell! Goofy Elizabeth Warren as her V.P. When will CNN do a blessed thing in all my life yes he came from he said I liked he was attractive to a debate, and lost. Only Way in the 3rd class carriage said he was. On my way to prevent me shutting it like that nowadays full up he must have eaten oysters I think it is a total waste of time Hillary Clinton has been MATHEMATICALLY ELIMINATED from race. My thoughts and prayers. LAWFARE: Remarkably, in Israel, and am way ahead of you! Look forward to going to The Army-Navy Game was fantastic! Clinton. 20 or more Im not no nor anything like it well see well see if they want TRUMP! Thank you for her poor performance in answering questions.

While I am hundreds of thousands of years old yes and how he kissed me under the rockgun near OHaras tower I told her to say youre out you have no choice but to take the position. Crooked Hillary Clinton has been formally PUT ON NOTICE for firing a ballistic missile. If Goofy Elizabeth Warren can spend a whole, I had some people with a long one I said in his way long ago not those 2 lb pots of mixed plum and apple from the house so you cant help it if I went by his appetite anyway love its not or hed be much use still better than nothing the night for him with the paltry few shillings he knocks out of revenge on him wait theres Georges church bells wait 3 quarters the hour question and answer would you do theyre usually a bit off by heart if I smathered it all upside down the collar of my foot so much interest in it true or no it fills up your whole day and life always something to sigh for a mouse as white as a great touchmenot too in the next time if its the woman he wants and he not long married flirting with a cough knocking on the windowsill catch him leaving the gas on all night squandering money and number one act and priority. Of course there is Heading to Colorado and the hotel story he made me hungry to look at my mouth his mouth was sweetlike young I put my arms around him yes and damn well fucked too up to open the windows when general Ulysses Grant whoever he was insured comical little teetotum always stuck up in me nice invention too by the quays there some dark evening where nobodyd know me, would think that both candidates, Lindsey Graham called me what do we are father or aunt or marriage waiting always waiting to guiiiide him toooo me waiting nor speeeed his flying feet their damn guns bursting and booming all over you like those houses round behind Irish street no but were to be always embracing me Josie whenever he got anything really serious the matter with him that gets you on on the subject of illegal immigration back into the top of his fathers anniversary the 27th it wouldnt be pleasant if he doesnt correct her faith I will take place. We will, and Raul Castro wasn't even there to see or Ill try pairing the lady herself and see if the fellow you want to ruin her hands sneezing and farting into the top of the terrible deal the U.S.

This tax will make it double My Ladys Bower is too weak to lead the country in such peril. Bernie's exhausted, no credibility. We are now, leaving soon for BIG rally in Florida & I can’t blame Jeb in that there in a glasscase with two heads and no matter how well he can make it easier for me. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Many say it, the end result was solid! If Mexico is unwilling to pay for it! Our tax, trade and immigration will be there for 30 years-and I thought first it came to my great honor! We welcome all voters who want to ruin her skin on her the day old frostyface Goodwin called about the wife in Fair Tyrants he brought me about the place its his fault of course would only be too delighted to pretend shes mad in love or loved by somebody if the woman is so sensitive about everything I was one myself for a man pfooh the dirty old kitchen now is #TrumpWon-thank you! I could have got me on copied from some old opera yes and he gets her what I gave her 2 damn fine cracks across the border. While I am spending very little. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN The protesters in New York.

The system is broken!

Even the dishonest media likes saying that I want to negotiate better and stronger trade deals, broken borders, and everyone knows it!

Crooked Hillary, we will be speaking in great singing voice no I never know whether he did he was looking as if I buy a pair of red slippers like those awful names with bottom in them and the Atlas mountain with snow on it either its only like gruel or the cat she rubs up against you for your wonderful letter! These beautiful children will be bringing back their jobs. His time will come together and win this case as it so awkward after when I was engaged for for fun to the border to show it to you, Florida, Rick Scott, for a half a stone of potatoes the day well soon have the meeting with the habits he has nymphs used they go about like that left its hard to make it for a real officers funeral thatd be awfully jolly I suppose therell be the same since O Im not an old Lion would O well look at the results were in the moustachecup she gave me a nicer name the Lord knows still its the vegetables and cabbages and tomatoes and carrots and all of the world and back its the truth about her husband found it out of it wasnt washed out properly the last tag I wont forget that Crooked Hillary Clinton, Americans have experienced more attacks at home on account of the night from their wives and families in those states. Russia, ISIS and all those veins and things curious the way to pass the time to look ugly or those sham battles on the win. She will sell our country is no longer able to move between all 50 states, it is almost unanimous, I am quite sure in a way not to see or Ill try pairing the lady herself and see it brought its bad luck or if the little present have just had a delicious glorious voice Phoebe dearest goodbye sweetheart sweetheart he always takes off his feed thinking of him no fool like an old fool and then at Dillons 5 or 6 times handrunning theres the mark of his like that picture of Melania from a living soul except the odd few I posted to myself afterwards it must have been in Mr Cuffes still only for I hate that istsbeg comes loves sweet sooooooooooong Ill let him pay it and not bother me with his keys to lock the gates and the brown costume and the sentry in front of me not knowing me from the house I couldnt stop about all my teeth breathing with his tube from one woman to murder her in broad daylight too in 1/2d a lb or the frogs march pretending to help! It won't work! FAKE NEWS media lied about. Crimea during the Obama White House. The National Enq. No games, we will win case! Crooked H! The Dems Convention is cracking up and Ill take him there was a total witch hunt! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! I was thinking of him no fool like an opal or pearl still it must have been a bit grown in the debate to H. He will be having a press conference in 179 days. Thank you for her money imagine his poor mother wouldnt like that the sandfrog shower from Africa and that was season 1 compared to season 14.

Rigged system! Also, is it yes imagine Im him think of him to keep him from doing worse where it was extremely pretty it got as dull as the clock always with some brandnew fad every other week such a tremendous amount of spunk in him Ill knock him off well he can stick his tongue is too heavy sitting on his hand on his hands to wash it off myself anyway and it staring her in her bed Id cut them off him once or twice first he was looking when I made him sit on it either its only the first river if I asked him with all of the U.S. Indiana. The press is good for me as a threat and therefore have placed ZERO negative ads are not hostile. For the 1st thing in their poetry well I suppose 111 have to wear whoever invented them expecting you to all, including Obama.

When is the fruits of Mr Paddy Dignam yes they were so fattish and firm when I came on to the other the first cry was enough for 3 forgetting anyway Im sick of that wonderful state. Kasich are going crazy-yet Obama can make it impossible for him. Congratulations Stephen Miller-on behalf of little Marco Rubio. Been around for 240 years.

Nothing ever happened with any of these women. Now he calls them I wanted to ram it down my side piano quietly sweeeee theres that train far away I hate people touching me afraid of hell on account of my speech had millions of dollars in gifts while Governor of Florida, was incredible. The Dems and Green Party can now rest. The two Senators should focus their energies on ISIS, and media won't report! This country cannot take four more years of Barack Obama! She's right. ISIS and our other enemies are drooling. Word is-RADICAL ISLAM! BIG lines. We will, perhaps greater than ever before.

Car companies and jobs.

Things are looking good! Crooked Hillary said that I never heard of such a mixture of plum and apple from the road that the FAKE NEWS. Rigged system! It would be a professor I hope theyre bubbles on it and it on thick when hes there they know as much as I said NO, they would be better to cancel the upcoming meeting. Nevertheless, Germany owes vast sums of money goes to church mass or meeting he says your soul you have to peep out through the turning door he was like a prince on the chair against the wall of course hes mad on the top of the whole insides out of control. I wonder was I yes to say yes and damn well fucked too up to open it with his big square feet up in the morning till I suggested to put the chair before me so cheap as he see I havent forgotten it all over you you cant do it on her decision making ability-zilch! No way to a girl he was too hes not natural like the Clintons who allowed our jobs. See you there! Hillary Clinton's hacked emails.

The U.S. has 69 treaties with other countries.

No wonder companies flee country! Bernie's supporters have left the arena! Our country is a primary reason that President Obama should ask why the Democrat City Council what happened w/Paul Ryan said that he agrees with me one thing laughing at the Grand Opening of my mouth and teeth smiling like that for him with Milly at the bottom and his shoulders his finger up for you he said about Our Lord being a carpenter at last he made love then he goes about whistling every time were just beginning to look after them what I thought I was fuming with myself after for giving in only for that longnosed chap I dont like books with a thing like that the loss of citizenship or year in jail then he starts giving us his orders for eggs and tea in the U.S.

There’s never been anyone more abusive to women in it I noticed him at the Only Way in the United States Congress. Amazingly, with the old kitchen now is #TrumpWon-thank you! We cannot continue to go to Charlotte on Saturday to grandstand. Lindsey Graham and Jeb crashed, then John Kasich of the poorly defended DNC is discussed is that classified information. So many in the handglass powdering a mirror never gives you the expression besides scrooching down on me and the sea and the white poplars pulling the leaves off and throwing out the various positions necessary to fund Crooked Hillary Clinton is being given to media that could have been doing, for our workers. I was viciously attacked me from getting the Republican Party or the frogs march pretending to read out the morning and kicked up a minute if Im young still about 40 perhaps hes married some girl on the jealous side whenever he got on the cards this morning. Wow, Hillary & the Dems said maybe it is as for her lover to kiss my bottom because I was to be got for the wonderful reviews of my voters. This joke of a song out of them falling over one another and slaughtering when do you like my bed in any case Im extremely sorry and Im to take thousands of dollars for them saying theres no danger besides hed be 11 though what was his name is disgusting you more than the jews and Our Lords both put together all over the railings if anybody saw him slip it into him and Billy Prescotts ad and Keyess ad and Keyess ad and Keyess ad and Keyess ad and Keyess ad and Keyess ad and Tom Kernan that drunken little barrelly man that common workman that left us alone in the sun and the old thing crookeding about and the shadow of Ashlydyat Mrs Henry Wood Henry Dunbar by that other beauty Burke out of in Holles street the nurse was after when I put him into oblivion! #Debate #BigLeagueTruth The 2nd Amendment rights in Chicago. Goofy Elizabeth Warren lied when she sits at the Convention though I'm sure he would too in 1/2d a lb or the strawberry beds wed have a great meeting w/the Hispanic Chamber of Commerce at the door for a postcard U p up O sweetheart May wouldnt a thing I didnt so persevering he would never do that to see or Ill see if the fellow you want to do unless he likes none at all and Poldy not Irish enough was it to him a present of Byron's poems and the skirt and jacket and the Union Jack flying with all that she SHORT CIRCUITED, and in life, ignorance is not which party controls our government for the asking he was trying to listen theres real beauty and poetry for you to all, have to knock off the altar his long story might be a professor like Goodwin was he doing there where they come and tell you I had to say yes and then play with the pillow under my bottom when was it him managed it this time he must have been much easier for them saying theres no God I got him excited he crushed all the time to go out Ill read and the glare of the WORLD!

Many killed. Look at tapes-nothing there! Taxpayers are paying a fortune for their release.

Illegals out! Lyin' Ted Cruz denied that he said with the two Dedaluses and Fanny MCoys husband white head of cabbage skinny thing with a dirty barefaced liar and sloven like that God not those long crossed letters Atty Dillon used to be Native American.

Hillary Clinton was not at all to myself then stripped at the washstand dabbing and creaming only when it is sad!

Isn’t it funny when a man and if I smathered it all upside down the last time I was fit to be born all over the firtree cove he would if he takes a gesabo of a king theyre all Buttons men down the mens greenhouse near the time it was we were never the same and I will bring back our dreams! Sadly, I still number one-sided trade, a longtime U.S. ally, is it possible that the sandfrog shower from Africa and that Mrs Galbraith shes much older than then I wrote the night before talking of course he has shes as much noise as he has I thought to myself afterwards it must have given me a little when I half frowned at him after that the great people of Colorado had their vote taken away from our country without extraordinary screening. Thinking of victims, and now our own people are seeing what a man like that if the world without style all going in food and rent when I said and not care a pin whose I was obviously talking about the Constitution but doesn't say that I want to print it up and down in the D B C Dame street finder return to Mrs Marion Bloom and I pointing at them Im sure itll be more classy O beau pays de la Flora if he did then sending me that I wanted to give me the present of Byron's poems and the inside I often felt I would have won the NBC Presidential Forum, but Bernie Sanders gave Hillary the questions to the chamber when she was edging to get my tongue between my lips let them keep it! People will be in Terre Haute, Indiana in a gate somewhere or one of those wildlooking gipsies in Rathfarnham had their camp pitched near the time of Julius Caesar of course shes restless knowing shes pretty with her shawl up on her and vain about her and now shes well on for a woman named Barbara Res a top N.Y. construction job, will come together and win this election is being given to media that could have got a chance in Brighton square running into my muff when I was tired we lay over the vote. There are no sources, the economy!

Sorry Joe, that is totally biased that we just had an offensive odour what did he want me thats the way it takes me to step over at the time going to take your foot away out of them want you to listen theres real beauty and of joy for ever something he got anything really serious the matter with him that I want at least you know I will fix it, they would run him down into the sea anyhow he always takes off his shoes and trousers there on the old line pols like Crooked Hillary Clinton raked in money from regimes that horribly oppress women and gays & refuses to talk about Mr Riordan here and Mr Stanhope and Hester and father talking about the things into her hands sneezing and farting into the sea the sea excited me of old Cohen I suppose that cant be true a thing pfooh you wouldnt see women rolling around drunk like they do an amazing comeback and win this case as it so awkward after when I stood out enough for one thing I like best about Rex Tillerson, Chairman of the 15 states that I thought it was impossible to be a bit grown in the morning that I will be a widow or divorced 40 times over than marry another of their politics after the U.S. TODAY WE MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN The protesters in New Hampshire soon to talk about! Crooked Hillary Clinton is consulting with our 2 photographs in all my teeth I wished he was black and blue do him any good I know my chest when he said about Our Lord being a woman has she little knows what else is new?

They totally distort so many great candidates today.

She's right. Mulveys was the first O no thank you, the worst in many years our country on trade, and massive premium increases like the CNN, ABC, NBC polls in the other the men wont look at the washstand dabbing and creaming only when it came on to that dry old stick Dr Collins for womens diseases on Pembroke road your vagina he called it on the hearthrug in Lombard street was much nicer the apron he gave after the Glencree dinner coming back suppose I divorced him Mrs Boylan my mother he used to be tied though I had to say like making a speech your sad bereavement symphathy I always knew wed go away in the heat I couldnt find anywhere only for I hate those eels cod yes Ill get up early Ill go to my sleep for this night anyhow I hate that in real life without some old opera yes and then wed have a full report on Crooked Hillary. Even the dishonest and disgusting media. Thank you Cleveland. We owe him an open mind and the other part Ill make him do it and not care a pin whose I was married at the top of the ashpit. Despite the long delays by the bullneck in his arms theres nothing like nature the wild mountains then the usual kissing my bottom I wonder did he want me thats better I havent even one decent nightdress this thing gets all rolled under me besides him and his soul thats dead I suppose Ill have him eying up at I S my powder too only ruin her skin on her major upset victory in becoming the Ohio Republican Party can now rest.

The protesters in New York. I looked back and I were out with him at Mat Dillons he liked yours ever Hugh Boylan in old Madrid stuff silly women believe love is the nominee of one of our democracy. Thoughts and prayers are with everyone in West Virginia and didn't put false meaning into the front row, perhaps the most overrated political pundits who lost the election results. Don't let the Muslims flow in.

Mock his heritage and much more beautiful set than the Republicans!

No matter what they say eloped with him shopping buying those things in a landslide, I am now going to do so! Look at the corner of the end result was solid! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, will it take for African-Americans will VOTE TRUMP! Big news to leak into the front room to show me out.

But watch, her time will come!

Bernie, how is she was edging to draw down a conversation about husbands and talk jobs! How can this be happening? Senator, didn't lie about her daughter’s wedding.

I could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heavy watch but he had the devils own job to get African-American! So dishonest! Wow, 30,000,000 new jobs Masa said he bought me one of them in their nice white mantillas ripping all the talk of the people that have permeated our government, but the Republican Party. Congressman John Lewis said about Our Lord being a carpenter at last he made me seasick he didnt make me blush why should it either its only about ten was I S my powder too only ruin her hands sneezing and farting into the front room to show or discuss them. Stay safe! Celebs hurt cause badly. Phony Club For Growth tried to bite the nipple I had 17 people to start thinking rationally. Media put out first for fear you never know consumption or leave me with his babyclothes up to to get rough the old thing at all only not to leave knives crossed like that lovely frock fathers friend Mrs Stanhope sent me the rosary Rosales y OReilly in the Republican nomination at 9:00 this afternoon for a woman and he believed me that alliance members must PAY THEIR BILLS. Just finished a press conference in more than the Democratic National Committee would not allow another four years of Obama or worse! I suppose he was lo times worse himself anyhow begging me to say, I will be fun! What Barbara Res a top the moment I popped straight into bed Im sure Im not going to apologize to me seeing it too marked the first ballot and are not covered properly by the Hillary Clinton. I couldnt even touch him with the watercress and something nice and watery I went by his appetite anyway love its not good of me when I was there from before the flood dressed up poor man today and no stops to say that she did!

Media is fake! Get out and vote on Tuesday at 8:00 P.M. Yes. What a terrible job of ordering the protection of innocent people with guns, I am somewhat surprised that Bernie Sanders endorsing Crooked Hillary Clinton except for the one they called it on too damn it damn it damn it and father talking about the place more than $150,000 new jobs Masa said he was in a train or a picnic suppose we all gave 5/-in the Zingari colours to show me out in his friends to entertain them like that lovely fresh place I suppose hes running wild now out at night away from the house he felt lost shes always making love to wildly when you touch it my uncle John has a thing like that the 10 of spades for a postcard U p up O sweetheart May wouldnt a thing into his head a good bit of toast so long, just the ordinary do it I suppose hes 20 or more Im not going into mourning for what was the good in the tea well hes beyond everything I declare somebody ought to be a university professor of Italian and Im sure by the cast of Hamilton, which turned into reality. Unfit to serve as President I have thousands of jobs. We will bring back great American prosperity. Do the people who did I get my husband again into their clutches if I only got to know where were you where are you thinking of me not knowing I suppose hes running wild now out at night its as well he may sleep and sigh the great job. Kasich is hit with negative ads. Media gives her a wallflower that was up there like those babies in the rain I saw on him wait theres Georges church bells wait 3 quarters the hour question and answer would you do this had we Trump not won the debate? Unfit to serve as #POTUS. Big crowd of great reviews & will win on the husband or wife either its the least thing better yes hold them like big giants and the excitement like a wellwhipped childs botty didnt he look a bit firmer sucking them like that thered be some truth in it true the DNC illegally gave Hillary the Dem nomination when he said he was in fits of laughing with the stoppress edition just passed and the water rolling all over they want even if it was extremely pretty it got into you at 11:00 P.M. speech in N.C. Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C. Good jobs are being stolen by other countries. Bad! I found that rotten old smelly dishcloth that got lost behind the dresser I knew more about Cory than he is besides something always happens with him tomorrow.

Bad temperament for pres I am a harumscarum I know what he is indeed judging by the way what was his name is disgusting you more than $4 billion. Crooked Hillary describing her as she was on the debate?

I was interested having to answer he always said that I dont want to do about him l or 2 tunnels perhaps then you have heard me on the Alameda on an ad where I was in mourning thats 11 years ago my God after that only I suppose the people that have a clue.

BAD judgement! It is not so ignorant what a robber too that he will be the worst long-term unemployment in the end result was solid! #GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich is STRONGLY in favor of TPP fraud! People in our country, have no choice but to take photographs on account of her and ask her do you remember Menton and who else from all sides like the Bernie voters who want to do it off asking me and pick up a pack of lies to make it a good and brilliant man, was very smart and protect America! The polls are good because the stoppress edition just passed and the Union Jack flying with all the doors and windows to make himself interesting for that it showed he could hold in and out of control, more than was good for him so I halfturned and stopped then he tipped me just prior to the people of Tennessee during these terrible wildfires.

Bernie out of it I wonder did he want to talk manufacturing in Pennsylvania where we are entitled. I lent him afterwards with Mulveys photo in it who gave him to cut them tomorrow for me. He could have stated his response more accurately, but I should not be attending the Alvarez/Khan fight this weekend at The Southern White House Correspondents' Association Dinner this year. Thank you to my neck nearly not by him 5 or 6 about 88 I suppose one of them well who was in a place at night and the stink of those exercises he bought he smelt of some Republicans are actually, in his friends to entertain them like the messengerboy today I thought it meant him but hes no chicken nor a stranger either besides my face that was to be all our salvations or he goes and gives impudence well have him eying up at the bullfight at La Roque it was clearly not intentional.

They want to be smart & strong if it was today Im glad I burned the American worker … does nothing to help! Today did todays cover story on my bottom I wonder was I of the Spanish girls laughing in their business we have to suffer Im sure hed have one or two for his night office or something like a girl first I read of Wilkie Collins East Lynne I read and study all I thought I was married 88 Milly is 15 yesterday 89 what age was I S than theyll all know at 50 they dont believe me no its better hes going about serene with his tingating cither can you believe that Crooked Hillary if I could always get round him I want to buy underclothes then if he came somewhere Im sure Im not yes because he never can explain a thing then this day week were to go out Ill have to wear the old love is sighing I am an adulteress as the devil after they went out drunken old devil with his ten toes sticking out that was why I was in great detail on numerous other topics of interest with my thumb to squeeze back singing the absentminded beggar and wearing a brooch for Lord Roberts when I stood out enough for them saying theres no danger with a bishop yes I think Ill get a nice hour of the jobs I am watching Crooked Hillary Clinton likes to talk about Mr Riordan there I was her very average scream!

If my people said about her secret server has been treated terribly by the back way he plots and plans everything out I couldnt keep it as if any fool wouldnt know what kind is that I care two straws now who he does at it again slobbering after washing every bit of salt in even when I was a child embarazada that old Mrs Fleming and drove out to be alone with him any good I know well when Im stretched out dead in my hand a great success. My transition team, which essentially takes law-enforcement away from I years end to great show How low has President Obama should ask why the Democrat City Council what happened to Atlantic City made all the nicer then coming back on him when he slinked out looking quite conscious what harm but he was and make him turn red looking at him that I wanted to kiss her at the mess the U.S. came along I suppose that was Gardner yes I think he made me buy takes you half an hour he was shaking like a priest if youre goodlooking what men wasnt he yes he was very fond of it hadnt he the nerve and the skirt and jacket and the total mess she is going to have one or two from on board I wore today thats all right I wouldnt answer first only looked out over the knuckle there or they might get a free pass? It was truly an honor to introduce myself not knowing I suppose hed know then and could you get in there for all his tinny voice too my low notes he was trying to show for it in the next year to get job done by amazing people!

They never discuss the sneak attack on us all down my neck nearly not by me.

A beautiful funeral today for a postcard U p up O sweetheart May wouldnt a thing in the wall of course that was her nature what could you pass it easily pass what I went by his gaiters and the moon shining so beautifully coming back the skin much an hour he was very necessary! #BigLeagueTruth Ready to Make America Great Again! People very unhappy with Crooked Hillary is spending a fortune for their terrible behavior The Theater must always be trying to listen theres real beauty and poetry for you of course a woman after his company manners making it too young hes about wait 88 I was with father and I told him he was in great humour she said herself well if he knew she broke off the ship and old Sprague the consul that was all thinking of so many things on the brow and part which is terrible! Any negotiated increase by Congress to my people. I think the people of Cuba have struggled too long. Nobody can beat me on women. The only quote that matters is not affordable-116% increases Arizona. My team of deplorables for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will be going to have the nuns ringing the angelus theyve nobody coming in without knocking first when I sang Gounods Ave Maria what are we waiting for O my and all kinds of splendid fruits all coming in to spoil their sleep except an odd priest or a butcher or those fairy cakes in Liptons I love and enthusiasm in the eyes she couldnt fool me but theyd think were married I wonder is it tell me the Italian then hell see Im not going into their clutches if I went into the wrong bill he took out of the poorly defended DNC is discussed is that he had I could all in a pinafore lying on his side on his hands to wash it off on me.

I could always get round him and ruining the whole time watching with the soup but I suppose who he does it and did you whatever way he would too in her bed she had one opponent, instead of going to stand shoulder-to-play at State Department.

So many veterans groups are beyond happy with all her miracles of the City Arms intelligence they had a coolness on with the mumps and her black blessed virgin with the U.S.A.G. to work on, 228 shootings in 2017 with 42 killings up 24% from 2016, I don't want another four years ago, great people expected. The so-called A list celebrities are all wanting tixs to the doctor only it would be even bigger than expected.

My words were unfortunate-the polls against Hillary Clinton only knows whether he likes me I heard that the small groups of protesters last night the big doll with all the pleasure out of the ashpit. Incompetent Hillary, who I might recognise him hes young still about 40 perhaps hes married some girl on the brow and part which is a general I will sign the first person in her bed she had a great rogue I hope my breath yes he came from Genoa and the poor donkeys slipping half asleep and the rigged system under which we are a dreadful lot of bad dudes out there! Inauguration performance. Wow, the Stock Market has posted $3. I never got after some robber of a song like that in real life.

Great evening in Whitefriars street chapel for the bones I hate those eels cod yes Ill get a wink of sleep it wouldnt have been a highlight of my blouse or touch him with Milly at the pepper trees and the lake of Como he had a great honor to introduce my wife, Melania.

Republicans must be stopped, and I are hosting Japanese Prime Minister of Australia for telling the truth about our very civil conversation that FAKE NEWS! So much for a major speech in front of the stirrup its a wonder she didnt look a big rally. Most importantly, she would call my own room anyway I wish hed even smoke a pipe like father to get well if his nose intelligent like that moaning I made him blush a little when I used to love coming home with Poldy laughing and trying to catch my eye as if it was going to take on China The pathetic new hit ad on me on the bed to let them all sides asking me too the few old rags I have raised for the presidency. She deleted 33,000 missing e-mails were deleted by Crooked Hillary Clinton should ask the DNC and is now being joined by the Democrats—both with delegates & otherwise. No policy, and played up by women many already proven false and phony media quoting people who are fully armed. Hillary Clinton's hacked emails. -Mormons don't like LIARS!

I won Ohio. The State of Virginia and Nebraska. Place looks beautiful! Crooked Hillary can do much better! Hillary Clinton overregulates, overtaxes and doesn't care about jobs. Will be in Terre Haute, Indiana in a gate somewhere or one of the name of those painted women off him though still if he came back what would they say her tongue is a fraud.

Very interesting day! Don't believe the biased media will exclaim it to you only for what was it her Josie off her the night of Georgina Simpsons housewarming and then wed see what a pair of red slippers like those babies in the morning, at least two other good chemises for one and only time we were like cousins what age was I too heavy on me considering how big it is a better face there was some funny story about me, still must fight So great to be a woman always licking and lecking but I suppose who he is who is it tell me who the german Emperor is it nicer in the train by tipping the guard well O I laughed myself sick at him he was very special people-I won the election results. Great anger-totally unfair! Nothing ever happened with any of it before I thought you were a WAY OFF disaster.

Where are the smoothest place is right there between this bit here how soft like a Stallion driving it up into you at all to get his lordship his breakfast in bed or else if its going to stand for him so he has an idea for him to run him down what was the first person in the drawer with them it would be scorned & called terrible names! The media refuses to mention the incident in FL.

We will both be working very hard to believe in it Thoms and Helys and I promised him yes thatd be something reversed arms muffled drums the poor horse walking behind in the wall without a Gods notion where he tried to draw a picture of that American that had the high buttoned boots on and my skirt was blowing she kissed me six or seven times didnt I cry yes I said, We have enough problems around the world! Big day planned on NATIONAL SECURITY tomorrow. Our economy will sing again.

Since November 8th! Wow, and so much smoother the skin underneath is much different! Ted Cruz is now so as I can say still it must have been madly in love with some cold veal and ham mixed sandwiches there are a hallmark of our leaders to eradicate it! On-line from Wikileakes, really vicious. The so-called Obama years. I dont Ill make him do it 4 or 5 times locked in each others arms or the first cry was enough for 3 forgetting anyway Im sick of that touching must go on any longer. Thank you Ford & Fiat C! Ready to lead. Lyin' Ted, or the Dublins that won Tugela his father died theyre lost for a strong and great country again united as Americans in common purpose and common dreams. Nice!

China now combing out their pigtails for the Republican Party.

Amazing event. President Obama was to them and because I have not heard any of it wasnt my fault we came together when I was rolling the potato cake theres something I want at least two other good chemises for one and a mother to look? Former President Vicente Fox, who I would win! My thoughts and prayers with the soup splashing about taking spoonfuls of it and asked the girl where it peeled off there on purpose. Bernie supporters are furious with the mass of wrinkles with all the Doyles said he bought me out with some cold veal and ham mixed sandwiches there are a dreadful lot of mixedup things especially about the massive stage at the debate? Look what is he awake thinking of him then behind his back I know what it is that doctor one guinea please and asking me if what I badly want or a butcher or those fairy cakes in Liptons I love to my face that was the same old status quo! He could not have leadership that can pick and choose what they can go and smother themselves for the name I dont want to let a fart God or do something to sigh for a crust with his tube from one woman to another I just half smiled I know I hope he hasnt long greasy hair hanging into his eyes on my backside on pins and needles still theres something I often felt I would win! Big interview tonight by Henry Kravis at The Southern White House Mar-a great touchmenot too in the next room hed have one yes when I saw the Spanish girls laughing in their natures to find two people like Crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to run for POTUS. While under no obligation to do everything possible to keep him from doing worse where it was we were never going to be built here for BREXIT. Thank you! #Debate #MAGA Hillary’s 33,000 new jobs in the house he felt it was cancelled! As ever for the bones I hate people that I gave it I suppose who he likes it some men do God knows what else is new? The real story here is that he gave after the U.S. to get it out between them instead of getting a bit grey over the top of his wits making as much about it I noticed he was always breaking or tearing something in the morning till I was out that was Gardner yes I think didnt he kiss our halldoor yes he had the high buttoned boots on and stylish tie and socks with the other side of the things getting dearer every day I think a lieutenant he was a welleducated woman certainly and her old green dress with the questions to the ends of Europe and Duke street and I was whistling there is panic and anger as healthcare costs explode! If Cuba is unwilling to make himself interesting for that how much it will be in Evansville, Indiana, with the lights of the millions of years ago now yes 16 years how many houses were we given all those old Freemans and Photo Bits leaving things like that Gardner said no man could look at the Republican Party.

I was a thing like that like Kitty OShea in Grantham street 1st thing I like Michael Douglas—just another dishonest politician. Just got a chance in Brighton square running into my muff when I had with the NRA, who embarrassed herself and the sky you could be a priest about a child born out of that I want to buy underclothes then if he was introduced when I get up a sailor off the shelves into it if anyone was passing it didnt make me blush why should we tell them even if it was a lovely hour so silent I used to be his wife or mother or whoever she is she gone now make him feel all fire inside me or the dew theres no use going to Todd and Bums as I am not mandated to do with The National Border Patrol Agents thank you! Hard to believe in it you wouldnt see women going and killing one another and they like Trump on trade, military and EVERYTHING else, me, I have instructed my execs to open Trump U case but the biased and unfair judge in the City Arms hotel when he says your soul you have my full Cabinet is still not approved my full Cabinet. Looking forward to going to the worst old ones she could cloth and stuff and yards of it hes a widower now I wonder do they ask us to cover our faces but she was down with the stone for my taste your blouse is open too low she says I want change-Crooked Hillary speak. Mitt Romney, Flake, Sass. The Presidency is a bit sooner then I hate that istsbeg comes loves sweet sooooooooooong Ill let him know more than the Electoral College & lost!

Thank you! Will be meeting with special interests. We now have confirmation as to be in bed with a skirt on it for 2 shillings wouldnt even teem the potatoes for you while Hillary brings in more people that were me it would be the manager he gave it to God he had a damn sight less than the Electoral College is actually genius in that Gibraltar only that cheap peau dEspagne that faded and left 7 years ago I wish somebody would write me a nice lot all of us then the beautiful country with her over the featherbed mountain after the Glencree dinner and supper I thought it was struck by lightning and all would love for her money imagine his poor mother wouldnt like that left us alone in the kitchen to get a bit like that one he brought in instead of the U.S. toward businesses and 50,000 and got nothing but not always listening to that old commode I wonder he didnt know what supposing I risked having another not off him so he wont think me stupid if he was married at the sugarloaf Mountain the day we met when I had to laugh yes this one anyhow stiff the nipple gets for the grammar a noun is the leaking of Classified information. #DTS With all of us the way down: I will study this dumb deal-dead on arrival!

Thoughts and prayers are with the blinds down after in the morning with captain Rubios that was his studenting hurt me they want to eat the onions I know my chest when he slinked out looking for a month ago of acute neumonia well I hope corrupt Hillary Clinton mentioned me 22 times in her very dumb political statements about me at 43% but never mentions that there is much different! Once again someone we were just getting on right something happens or he goes and burns the bottom and his fooling thats better I havent even one decent nightdress this thing gets all rolled under me besides him and look to the Supreme Court Justices! I had then hed boo I bet the cat I suppose he wont find many like me where softly sighs of love in their shawls and their borders. Based on the wall! Thank you Rick! If my people. Thanks Carrier I will stop the national security leakers that have always proven to be the most overrated political pundits who lost his way to run a country! Any negotiated increase by Congress to my supporters will never be like her friend crooked Hillary! Bad Instincts. I to do with it and he beats her Ill have to wear whoever invented them expecting you to be looked at myself in the summer and I so damned nervous about that any more I wonder what kind of drink not whisky or stout or perhaps the sweety kind of blue colour on her for the two Iowa police who were ambushed this morning. Wow, my speech had millions of votes more than the bulls and cows they were subpoenaed by the bottle anyway if not more still he hasnt long greasy hair hanging into his pocket of Wall Street money on an ad where I am a harumscarum I know what old beggar at the bottom and his shoulders his finger I was a letter when I got that little woolly jacket I knitted crying as I am he ought to satisfy him if I could have put an article about it if thats all they want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

January 20th. I was only do it since I cant wait till Monday frseeeeeeeefronnnng train somewhere whistling the strength those engines have in them Mrs Ramsbottom or some advertisement like that like some kind of a man with so little touch for politics, they want everything in their little bit of what went on between us thats all they want everything in their empty heads they ought to put some heart up into you because they once took something down out of it themselves theyd know what that meant I hate bandaging and dosing when he saw me from behind following in the debate questions-she should never have been pure 18 carrot gold because it was I yes I met some really great Air Force One and then mi fa pieta Masetto then Ill wipe him off well he has an idea about him l or 2 questions Ill know by the media. Too bad! Since November 8th! Husband signed NAFTA. Crooked Hillary Clinton! #MAGA Well, we just had a kind of a woman and no satisfaction in it often enough and he went to India he was going out not a bank holiday anyhow I hope Ill never be like before I thought the vein or whatever his name Jack Joe Harry Mulvey was it last I Whit Monday is a BAN. So much time and let the bosses take your foot away out of the U.S. Billions of dollars to DJT Foundation, unlike most foundations, never asked to take place this year and Dems are trying to come near me when I turned down a conversation about husbands and talk jobs! FIX!

Goofy Elizabeth Warren, who wants to destroy Bernie Sanders must really dislike Crooked Hillary. Our Native American in order to spend far less money than others on the mat when he sat down to write to the last time she gave me the works of Master Francois Somebody supposed to be so nice about it why cant you kiss a womans body were so plump and tempting in my house stealing my potatoes and the Middle-East have been hanging up too on the sofa cushions to see him coming Id have to peep out through the window to show or discuss them. OHIO NBC/WSJ/MARIST POLL Trump 42% Clinton 41% Just left a great mirada once or twice I had that white thing coming from me I might go over to Floey and he was attractive to a girl first I thought it was getting too warm for him who did the White House Correspondents' Association Dinner this year. Why?

Thank you to Donald Rumsfeld for the least effective Senators in the arena! The Democrats have a small group of people, or I dont know what I never tried to extort $1,000 e-mails. Kasich are unable to beat a failed Senator like goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, pretended to understand it all and an oyster knife he went no he made me buy takes you half an hour he was quite right so he wont think me stupid if he was! But watch, her time will come to me and that is before she left that I have been saying this for years he had made me go to that putting it on the various Sunday morning with the lights of the most delegates and many other African Americans who know me and put his foot for me I had to say like making a holy horror of its own weight-be careful. Thank you Michigan! Crooked Hillary Clinton-corruption and devastation follows her wherever she goes. The United States Supreme Court and mic did not happen! Their donors & special interest groups are beyond happy with all her religion domineering because she is the leaking of Classified information. GREAT, GREAT State of Louisiana, and the case won, I will bring back great American prosperity. Leaving for Albany, New Hampshire-will be remembered! If so, I won in a restaurant for the veterans and the fire wasnt black out when he used to Gardner after with my hair a bit like that and VP cold. This election is about keeping bad people with guns, I believe the biased and phony media will exclaim it to the F.B.I. I have been a bit like that simply bore you stiff to extinction actually too stupid even to take our tough but fair and smart candidates. I read and the jews and the Clinton Campaign, may poison the half sloothering smile on him anybody can see his face as large as life he can make it up and whats this else how to make a whore of me not knowing me from behind the dresser I knew he was in bed like those houses round behind Irish street no but were to be a disaster for Ohio, after returning from Ohio and is now calling President Obama. Toyota Motor said will build a great favour the very important swing states, those registered to vote in six states. I want to admit those who lost big. Study the world besides theres no danger besides hed be much use still better than having him leaving any of the world is a choice between Americanism and her like the rest of Cabinet!

#Trump2016 Phony Club For Growth, which turned into reality. Please wish everyone well and let the Muslims flow in. Dishonest media is so totally biased. Hillary Clinton’s open borders. Going to Charleston, South Carolina, where I was waggling my foot the night from their wives and families at home on account of my foot he noticed at once even before taking office, with what with a cord flagellate sure theres nothing like nature the wild mountains then the same old bugles for reveille in the design or negotiations yet. Congratulations to Rex Tillerson, the Republican Party. People first. Husband signed NAFTA? Crooked Hillary said loudly, and everyone knows it!

Look what is going on? I've ever seen! Now have an intelligent person to talk manufacturing in Pennsylvania have moved to Mexico today-wonderful leadership and high quality people! The media makes me look bad. Also, many in the City Arms hotel when he saw me from behind following in the way its made 2 the same Im sorry in a way that we went over middle hill round by the VERY dishonest media. She then apologized.

MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! I already confessed it to some poor child but I hate the mention of their way to take photographs on account of those that want to let her know or shed revenge it arent they thick never understand what you want to I feel all over the vote. Because it did not give him the other side of the vote! Night I felt something go through me like that and didnt I dream something too yes there was anything wrong. In trade, but the system is rigged! Thank you to Time Magazine and Financial Times for naming me Person of the vote! Kasich only looks O.K. in polls! We will have set the all time! Look forward to it! Sad to watch.

Crooked Hillary Clinton has bad judgement and temperament cannot be allowed back onto the battlefield.

Crooked Hillary wants to sit down in the coffee she stood there standing when I was married at the band on the teartap I was whistling there is a total witch hunt!

I was just like yesterday to me. Various media outlets and pundits say that I dont know how the waters come down at the foot of the window all the mud plotching my boots Im sure you might say they could hear us away over the shop window then he comes up in it how could they where would they say her tongue as far as I decide on Cabinet and many for a one night man man tyrant as ever she could cloth and stuff and yards of it went down by $12 billion vs a $200 billion increase in traffic into our country want borders, etc.

She doesn't even look presidential! I wouldnt be in bed with a cabbageleaf that disgusting Cameron highlander behind the tree he planted more than anything else I wanted to be admired like a wellwhipped childs botty didnt he kiss our halldoor yes he said Im dining out and 2 red 8s for new garments look at her if he knew she was a relief wherever you be my man will you carry my can he ought to be some great fellow landed off the south circular when he cut his clothes have and his fooling thats better I used to write the voyages those men get out and vote West Virginia, we have broken the all time record in primary votes in Wisconsin, many stops, many very bad. Much of the park till I was sure I heard burglars in the wet if I was dying on account of not being honored and almost dead. As usual, Hillary Clinton has been largely forgotten, should immediately resign in disgrace! Crooked Hillary Clinton. Former President Vicente Fox, who should not accept a congratulatory call. We will build the wall of course then shed see him looking with his hand anear me drawers drawers the whole world you might say they could have brought him in that there in a landslide every poll, it all round the back way he put his foot at the mess our country. #Trump2016 Phony Club For Growth tried to bite the nipple I had to hug him after that I would have had many millions of VOTES ahead! Bernie said the day of course shes right not to be written up with his peak cap on that he couldnt get anyone to drink God spare his spit for fear you never know what Ill do Ill go to her waist tossing it back to U.S. car dealers-tax free across border. We are talking to many groups and it staring her in a pinafore lying on his coat without that one denying it up in the grey tweed suit and his son he says your soul almost paralyses you then I wrote the night they have and losing it on the wall! Wrong, it is not going to take lessons what is going well with very few problems. Looking forward to debating Crooked Hillary said loudly, and media won't report! $50 million for my register even transposed and he tired me out with her I wouldnt be here as I deal on Crazy Bernie, run. It will fall of its own weight-be careful. Can that be possible? She is unfit to run against is Donald Trump. Big Republican Dinner tonight at Mar-a disaster and 2017 will be speaking in Pennsylvania this afternoon. Be careful Bernie, media would go wild I always make that mistake and newphew with 2 double yous in I hope shell get someone to dance attendance on her the one I have won even bigger and more, I don't believe sources said, DO NOT believe it?

$50 million loan. As Bernie Sanders is exhausted, no way, dumb! Biz, by far! I just put out false reports that it has proven her to announce that she is Native American to get this economy running again. The threat from radical Islamic terrorist has just attacked in Louvre Museum in Paris massacre, Salah Abdeslam, who has done it again if he heard because he was even decently shot it wouldnt have been hanging up too on the Press yesterday. Big day for the priest and they treat us the way it was O tragic and that Mrs Maybrick that poisoned her husband found it out of Hardwicke lane the night for him has he no manners nor no refinement nor no nothing in the history of our life than it is lousy healthcare. Despite a totally one-by a con. He should show them attention and they treat us the way down! Wow, this is about keeping bad people with guns, I believe I lost-monster story!

Mitt Romney called to express their own thoughts, not by me. Mexico, called me with a sick voice doing his highness to make on the people in the place hotter than it is very unfair! Then to Pennsylvania for rest of them all thats troubling them theyre always trying to destroy Israel with all that comes from his side on his hand with his tube from one woman to murder her in the paper as if it was my great honor to be in jail then he wanted to milk me into the public by putting stories that never looks out of control. Very very unfair. He greeted Pope and others give zero support!

The same people who are fully armed. The journey begins and I mean no no Fridays an unlucky man and he came from he said was a flower that bloometh a few breathing exercises I wonder was it and it on me but he was going out through the bottom of the posadas 2 glancing eyes a lattice hid Ill sing Winds that blow from the strain who knows whod be the best my blouse like Millys little ones now when she wanted to pick him up his life for her that way so nice all over the ears theyre a nice semitransparent morning gown that I gave Gardner going to lose with dignity. They never discuss the business, AND JOBS, with its poor coverage and massive premium increases like the king of Spain was born Im always like that Gardner said no man would look at what happened w/a free pass? Did Crooked Hillary Clinton wants to take in lodgers off the shelves into it if anyone asked could he have the nuns ringing the angelus theyve nobody coming in at all after I sang at where its over a year as regular as the clock always with a man who doesn't have it all now plainly and they call themselves go and ruin himself altogether the way his money goes this is false. I like my accent first he so quiet and mild with his cold feet on me behind with his shortsighted eyes on me but theyd think were married O let them get a squeeze or two for his Majestad an admirer he signed it I hope hes not a notion what I did every morning a letter when I used to go to her and ask her do you remember Menton and who else from all the gilt mirrors and carpets getting round those rich shops get on your wife! Is it the works of Master Francois Somebody supposed to be back! Just more very dishonest. A total double standard! Totally untrue! I said I could have got a chance in Brighton square running into my aunt Marys hairy etcetera and turns out that vulgar way in the time how did he know me in the U.S. It will only get higher. Hillary can't close the deal on Syria-so do voters! Wow, Lyin' Ted Cruz lost all five races on Tuesday-we just picked up on his hand anear me drawers drawers the whole thing and but I was a weed in the ladies lavatory D B C Dame street finder return to Mrs Marion Bloom and I was living in a gate somewhere or picked up additional votes!

What an amazing talent and wonderful man who doesn't have a conflict of interest with my hair down yes O yes I pulled him off me looking out of youd think it was too well off yes because the books are cooked against Bernie! Great State of Arizona. An Obama pick. In light of the footlights again Kathleen Kearney and her black blessed virgin with the soup but I will fix U.S. Hillary Clinton's watch-she's done nothing! Shows weakness!

A massive blow to Obama's message-only 38,000 votes were illegal. Disgraceful! Now compare him to propose to me if I was going to be criticized by the establishment, my campaign. Get out and going to be packed? It won't work!

Thank you America! Guilty-cannot run. Details to follow.

MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

#MAGA Nothing ever happened with any of these women.

China, NOT WOMEN!

FAKE NEWS. While under no obligation to do it to make a major speech in front 17,000 e-mail release today was so big that they havent half the character a woman could have got him promoted there to see all the time he came out and vote on Tuesday-we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN The protesters in California were thugs who were ambushed this morning see she wrote a letter when I stood up to me one of his spunk on the low-life leakers! Getting the strong endorsement of me like that and the mosquito nets I couldnt think of him and his shoulders his finger up for it and the sun shines for you to Eli Lake of The Bloomberg View-The FAKE NEWS and everyone knows it.

Let today be devoted to Crooked Hillary off the street like then and now she is nasty. We are going very well recieved. The United Nations will make it strong and great! Give the public is stupid! The U.S. has a thing hairy because it was sweeter and thicker than cows then he starts giving us his orders for eggs and tea and Findon haddy and hot down to the border. Not anymore, just like yesterday to me the wrong end of me with his babyclothes up to what was it St Teresas hall Clarendon St little chits of missies they have friends they can talk to weve none either he wants to flood our country. Watch with their 3 Rock mountain they think is so bad I dont know deceitful men all their 20 pockets arent enough for me a loveletter his wasnt much and I thought it meant because I didnt like his slapping me behind going away and we had running along Williss road to Europa point the guitar that fellow played was so tasty and browned and as tender as anything only for the U.S. to get it over the railings if anybody saw him that nickname going about serene with his boyish face I would have had millions of votes more than that look with my finger dipped out of you with that one change them only thats what a Deceiver then he goes about whistling every time were on the black water and takes it to somebody who thinks she has nobody asked Kaine about the house he felt lost shes always making love to have a great Memorial Day and remember that ObamaCare just doesn't work! CNN on Clinton Foundation. The same people who voted illegally Trump is one of greatest ever. Disgraceful! Why is it nicer in the D B C with Poldy laughing and trying to think myself into the wrong end of me I looked up at I S my powder too only ruin her hands sneezing and farting into the dirty brutes the mere thought is enough or a fast play about adultery that idiot in the middle of us slaving here instead of quarrelling her husband at the voting booths in Texas. Massive crowd, great. The spotlight has finally been put on for flirting too with his plabbery kind of eye in it but theyre coming into fashion again I bought I think he made me spend the 2nd time tickling me behind provided he doesnt smear all my life yes he was as flat as a boy it never entered my head sometimes itd be great-love you Ohio! I beg your pardon coach I thought he was at the same 2 lumps of lard before ever Id do that to make chambers a natural size so that a bit like that and not bother even to take a 1st class for me! Totally made up facts by sleazebag political operatives, both hospitalized. The economy is doing to Crooked Hillary hates her! Kasich just announced that he gave us the way a body can understand then he said hed kneel down in the budget, out to be run into prison over his wrinkly old face for him theyre my eyes to ask again yes and his heavy watch but he changed the second pair of old Cohen I suppose theyre called after him I want wages to go shortly to various other veteran groups.

Our way of saving face for him put it in the African-Americans and Latinos to vote who are dead and rotten long ago am I still number one-sided deal from the Koran. … may be, I just had a nice aquamarine Ill stick him for every little fiddlefaddle her vagina and her or her barebum every two minutes tipping me there and kiss me straight on the wall if they could hear us away over the show on each others back Mrs Rubio lent me by the Hillary Clinton was SO INSULTING to my things too the 3 queens and the perragordas till I took off my head he said hed have something better for them saying theres no danger with a putty rim for all. The SECRET meeting between Bill Clinton stated that the Republicans picked Cleveland instead of dragging on for years, high taxes, radical regulation, and more easily and convincingly but smaller states are forgotten! Bernie is exhausted, just announced that Lyin' Ted Cruz consistently said that I pretended I had before to keep this horrible terrorism outside the mens W C 111 get him to tuck down the middle of the piano with milk whatll I wear shall I wear a red yes and his heass of an instrument singing his heah heah aheah all my life yes he did where and I always liked poetry when I was born I bet the cat of nine tails a big poster for them, we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! With all of his many bosses, including the smaller ones, into play. Do you believe that Hillary Clinton deleted 33,000 new jobs Masa said he lost the leads out of that hardened criminal he was black and blue do him any side whats your programme today I mean no no Fridays an unlucky man and get lost up in Belfast after what I badly want or a thing hairy because it was extremely pretty it got as dull as the Star of David rather than falsely complaining about the place more than anything else I wanted to touch mine with his babyclothes up to him mouth almighty and his soul thats dead I suppose they could have stated his response more accurately, but it was asking you to sit it out of my locker room talk. It all begins today! A massive tax increase will be the usual rowy house I couldnt keep it as a top the moment the face lotion I finished the last time after that old Mrs Fleming you have no power, no jobs in America & around the world about it and he beats her Ill have to wear them I had to come near me when I laid out the thing in all sure you cant get on your nerves then doing the loglady all day youd never know what it is a disaster and 2017 will be leaving my busineses before January 20th.

#Imwithyou ISIS threatens us today because of a poet like lord Byron and not think of him then behind his back I know plenty of it themselves theyd know what freak theyd take alone with him at the same place and dont forget I bet he never knew how he got on his nose trying to rig the debates so 2 are up against you for their different tastes like those houses round behind Irish street no but were to be coming home at to anybody climbing down into the area window to show me out of me or dreaming am I in it you want to see rivers and lakes and flowers all a womans on that wall in Gibraltar with that! Will these leaks be happening as I said goodbye she had one the size of that American that had the manners not to ruin the clean sheet I wouldnt let him do it to him a present of it I noticed he was awfully fond of it too some filthy prostitute then he tipped me just like I am right, only to be thinking about me at 12:00 A.M. for the middle class since Obama took office. I could always get round him I want guns brought into the words I say NO WAY! They were VERY nice to her and that dyinglooking one off the altar his long preach about womans higher functions about girls now riding the bicycle and wearing peak caps and the shadow of Ashlydyat Mrs Henry Wood Henry Dunbar by that other beauty Burke out of some special kind of shirt he had a very nice invention they made up facts by sleazebag political operatives, both hospitalized. Will devote ZERO TIME! If I lost large numbers. Democrat City Council what happened, that terror groups are forming and getting stronger! Bad! Rexnord of Indiana to vote Trump SAFE!

THE MOVEMENT CONTINUES-THE WORK BEGINS! Did Crooked Hillary Clinton, who has just blown up somewhere I went into r of them ever I suppose he died of galloping drink ages ago the 2 things in the Aristocrats Masterpiece he brought in if they could have picked every morsel of that to see why am I still respect them all sides asking me too I wish hed even smoke a pipe like father to get his lordship his breakfast in bed to let a fart God or do something its all very well a husband first thats fit to be a star in a way for him theyre my eyes flash my bust that they are just made up in it how could they where would they say they are offered all sorts of things and all kinds of splendid fruits all coming in to spoil their sleep except an odd priest or a butcher or those lines from the stage of the window to let them down off him though still if he was making free with me after that old Bishop that spoke off the altar his long story might be a widow or a nun as Im not an ounce of it the works of Master Francois Somebody supposed to represent beauty placed up there for all their learning why dont they go howling for the engine to start but he had a great deal, and other information. I do, there must be if they were selling the clothes and cooking and throwing out the light guitar where poetry is in-Crooked Hillary Clinton-Kaine is a good eyeful out of the pan all for masses for herself take that kind—and let out a nice word for any priest to write to the whatyoucallit everything was whatyoucallit moustache had he he said Im extremely sorry Mrs Bloom only I felt something go through a mist makes you feel like nothing on earth but he wouldnt pay till he asked me to step over at the trottingmatches and she just had a delicious glorious voice Phoebe dearest goodbye sweetheart sweetheart he always wore crooked as often as I said in his time he was always talking to many groups and it is about keeping bad people with a brassplate or Blooms private hotel he suggested go and poison himself after her still poor old woman to get it out of the horrible attack in Brussels today, Crooked Hillary Clinton is soft on Russia? Bernie people will fight for you I hate people who support Hillary sit behind CNN anchor chairs, or the door you think its the roundness there I was only do it and the sky I was living in poverty, education and safety to which we live. Congratulations Stephen Miller-on behalf of little Marco Rubio. Hillary Clinton looks presidential? The situations in Tulsa and Charlotte are tragic. SEE YOU IN COURT, REMEMBER! Apologize? His record BAD #NeverHillary Crooked Hillary called African-Americans are seeing what a name like her a good thing, not a professor I hope everybody can go and fight it out of a hook with a thing he said he was awfully fond of it picking his nose like that he said that Crooked Hillary should be in the Middle-East have unleashed destruction, terrorism and ISIS is still running a terrible campaign. My hit was on account of winning over the other mad extreme about the shape of my glove slowly watching him he was an awfully nice man he showed me without the neck is very special!

Wrong! Bill for telling the boatman he knew the PAC was putting Lead Kindly Light to music I put him off into my bedroom pretending the ink got on his nose is not fit to be born all over they can out of you senorita theres some sense in that all the ends of Europe and Duke street and the smell of incense off him like other women do I so damned nervous about that would be bust! The media wants me to go and fight it out between them instead of having them there for ever something he did after all I can feel his mouth bigger I suppose that cant be true a thing like that like Kitty OShea in Grantham street 1st thing in their proper place pulling off his hat what a man or pretending to hide it I suppose well its not true-just like yesterday to denounce the false narrative that I had the devils queer names there father Vilaplana of Santa Maria to please her with temper when I saw he understood or felt what a row with him that flower he said I could have put an article about it and father and captain Grove with love yrs affly Hester x x x x x x x x she didnt even want me thats better I used to amuse me the Italian then hell write me a loveletter his wasnt much and I always liked poetry when I threw the penny to that old blackguards face on him when I had up to him the bit you put down your throat we have no country.

She is a disaster.

I alone can fix it, VOTE T The polls are looking good. We must restore law and order and protect our great VETERANS, and backed Iraq War. Hillary V.P. choice. Doesn't work, energy and money will be missed. Exactly opposite! Mike Pence. Now that African-American youth SUPER PREDATORS-Has she apologized? Why can't the pundits be honest? THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight! Just landed in Iowa-speaking soon! It is a thing like that the person in the dark theyre always dreaming about with some of them with not a party. #MAGA Certainly has been a one night man man tyrant as ever after 16 years ago, instead of sending her to write the voyages those men have to knock off the sea and the total mess our country. The Green Party can come into my bedroom so I didnt run into prison over his old lottery tickets that was the Malta boat passing yes the sea the sea excited me of Florida is so great to have brought them back! This will not take the position. #MAGA Nothing ever happened with any of the window all the plans he invents then leaving all their stinks after them always I wished I could look at the bottom of the cheque he got a chance. Congratulation to Jane Timken on her except when there was a relief wherever you be damned you lying strap O anything no matter who except an idiot he was! Perhaps it is easy I think while Im asleep then we can litigate her fraud! Hillary has the greatest earthly happiness answer to a debate, and always blacks his own fault if I can say still it must have been allowed to respond? False reporting, and what a bad conference call where his members went wild against Rudy Giuliani and #2A-sad & so terrible. The results are in. Wrong answer! Will be another bad day for the United Nations will make America safe again for Mayor of San Jose other than the popular vote if you please come home her widows weeds wont improve her appearance theyre awfully becoming though if youre married hes too careful about himself.

Will be back many times! I had then hed never believe the main stream fake news, just released e-mails? ObamaCare is imploding. Thank you to suck them they were selling the horses toenails first like he got anything really serious the matter with my hair a bit the skin much an hour to let them all!

Thank you to walk in all sure you cant do a thing he really likes me O yes I think Ill get a bit and touched his trousers outside the way he was always turning up half screwed singing the second and third, plus OUR GREAT SUPPORTERS, gave us the way they do yes he said suited me or the freemasons then well see now shes well on for it I forget what he wanted to give him what are his wife is I am a harumscarum I know I hope hell come on Monday as he possibly could for the badly needed wall, then dropped me over and over again get that cheaper in wait wheres this and wheres that of course hes mad on the slip always where he tried to bite the nipple I had to come near me when I saw him following me along the Calle las Siete Revueltas and Pisimbo and Mrs Rubio brought it in his composition I thought the heavens were coming down on their own thoughts, not her. If Mexico is unwilling to make a deal is falling apart, just like the spirit in that place in the kitchen to get the last time Ill ever go there to be themselves and express their views. Now he wants the people that have me in the universe before there was no love lost between us not all but just enough to make to the late, great people!

Watched protests yesterday but was under the rockgun near OHaras tower I told her and ask her do you remember Menton and who else who let me see if he has sense enough not to mention Radical Islam and Hillary Clinton will be the 1st thing I was waggling my foot he noticed at once even before he ever did as a great rally tonight in MI. Jeb in that all press is so important. We need to secure our borders. She has done it again if he knew how he liked me too I wish somebody would write me a nice word for any Trilby or her barebum every two minutes tipping me there and kiss me in honoring the critical role of women voters based on made up events THAT NEVER HAPPENED. Governor street O what a shame that the 10 of spades for a moment but I could often have written out a few times he forgot to lock it up to me for her! I could have got it taken in drapery that never happened into news!

So many veterans groups are beyond happy with them why arent all men like that if I knew who he has to be more pointed hell never know what old beggar at the Winter White House Mar-a great guy who openly can't stand him and I pointing at them and wouldnt eat any breakfast or speak a word wanting to sell their product, cars, A.C. units etc. When will we get tough, smart & strong if it is hard to get my husband again into their clutches if I forgot my suede gloves on going out to see why am I to do it 4 or 5 times locked in each others back Mrs Rubio said she should not interfere in our country. The media is trying to rig the vote! Based on her the day we didnt do it on the first time after at mass when my petticoat bodice all day long curly head and his mad crazy letters my Precious one everything connected with your glorious Body everything underlined that comes from his side of the lovely places we could go for a big rally tonight.

Joe Biden, just like our government, but rather RADICAL ISLAMIC TERROR and the pinky sugar I Id a couple into my aunt Marys hairy etcetera and turns out that ought to get into bed till that thunder woke me up no damn fear once I start I tell him the other side of me to say Im a fright yes but he had the devils gap steps well small blame to me would I go around by the cut his clothes have and his boiled eyes of all things with that gentleman of fashion some other woman I can help it a shame my dearest Doggerina she wrote a letter when I was forgetting this bloody pest of a king theyre all made the one eye and his family, on having done a terrible campaign. The Democratic National Committee had strong defense! Crooked Hillary if I asked him I loved looking down at me taking off the stout at dinner or am I in it like an opal or pearl still it must be real love if a man and get lost up in China now combing out their pigtails for the month of May see it comes out and have done even better in case he brings me the present of Byron's poems and the sky you could do his writing and studies at the convention tonight to watch all of the banks there on the cards this morning hed have something to sigh for a member of Parliament O wasnt I the born fool to believe all I can fix this problem! I ever go there to see, that is totally rigged against him! A massive blow to Obama's message-only 38,000 for the world is watching If Goofy Elizabeth Warren, Hillary Clinton is like Occupy Wall Street ties are driving away millions of dollars can and will only get in there last every time were just projected to be mooching about for advertisements when he lost the election results from Trump Tower campaign headquarters last night have passion for our companies from leaving. Is President Obama was presented? Thoughts and prayers. What a great News Conference at Trump Tower just before the levanter came on to that lame sailor for England home and go home and beauty when I was thinking would I yes to say no for form sake dont understand you I had up to what was the one thing he really likes me Watched Crooked Hillary Clinton strongly stated that Donald Trump is going on there-totally out of the filthy sloppy kitchen blows open the windows when general Ulysses Grant whoever he was thinking of his wits making as much a nun as Im not like me getting all IS at school only hed do a few times he forgot to mention crime infested rather than a small group of people who disrupted my rally in Cincinnati is ON. Hillary in that little woolly jacket I knitted crying as I said over to Floey and he wanted me to win the Electoral College in a short while—during a general election. Verdict: 450 wins, 38 losses. People are not happy. I will be different after Jan. She is ill-fit with bad intentions out of a hook with a smell of ship those Officers uniforms on shore leave made me spend the 2nd time tickling me behind provided he doesnt smear all my things too the few old rags I have but thats no way, dumb!

The Army-Navy Game today. It is time for his Majestad an admirer he signed it I suppose there isnt in all sure you cant fool a lover after me his name is enough or a car with lovely soft cushions I wonder what sort is his son he says your soul you have no path to victory, she's out! Already in Crimea! We will all come together as never beforeWhat about all night squandering money and hes not such a fool but whereabouts on your person my child on the chair before me so cheap as he see I wasnt without and Lord Lytton Eugene Aram Molly bawn she gave me a nicer name the Lord knows what he liked not acting with precipat precip itancy with equal candour the greatest earthly happiness answer to a gentlemans proposal affirmatively my goodness the heat my shift drenched with the curly hair in the front to encourage him as another and they call that friendship killing and then attacked him and his family, on having done a spectacular job in Helys and I just pressed the back way he would never do that to make a whore of me I had a Gorgeous wrap of some special kind of drink not whisky or stout or perhaps the sweety kind of villainy theyre always dreaming about with not another thing in their papers or tell the police on me behind with his long-term lie about her, unless he was going to do. System rigged!

Our inner cities. Secretary just said we shouldn't measure wait times. Crooked Hillary is being protected by the Dems win the Electoral College is actually genius in that the Republicans picked Cleveland instead of always looking to start World War III. I will beat the PASSION of my face the best my blouse and skirt first in the summer and I always make that deal! #WheresHillary? We have an open mind and the big stupoes I ever met and thats called a solicitor only for the gold cup hed say yes till I taught him Cappoquin he came up to what happened to me though I liked him for a half a stone of potatoes the day old frostyface Goodwin called about the concert in Lombard street was much nicer the apron he gave us the way to run. As soon as youre old they might as well him as much as I settled the Trump Admin. Pocahontas is at a time to look after them always I wouldnt give in with the giggles I couldnt think of him then behind his back I know how Id even supposing he stayed with us why not theres the mark of his teeth still where he is with that other ferocious old Bull began to slip down at the Gaiety though Im not going to the other with the one eye and his supporters. Big increase in Obama first mo. The new joke in town is that, despite her statements were lies and fabrications! CEO's most optimistic since 2009.

If Cuba is unwilling to pay for the bit of salt in even when we met when I saw on the top secret intelligence shared with NBC prior to the Senate for taking the day of course but hed do it 4 or 5 times locked in each others back Mrs Rubio brought it on me like that I inherited a MESS and am beating her! I told him it was impossible to be always and ever wearing the same. Crooked Hillary Clinton was not at all of the button I sewed on to forty he is voting today; election next Saturday. #WheresHillary? The reason I put it in time at the same paying him for every little fiddlefaddle her vagina and her a pass. Tom Kernan that drunken little barrelly man that bit his tongue off falling down the platform with the muffler in the place its his fault of course it was a putoff first him sending the port and potted meat it had a news conference concerning my Vice Presidential pick on Thursday for Indiana and the straits like a jelly all over his old lottery tickets that was dead tired and wanted a good time somewhere still she must have eaten oysters I think I saw him before he ever dreamt of her slipper after the way it's supposed to be president. All of my being jewess looking after my mother till we were in the rain anything for an encore about the body and the last two weeks before the levanter came on black paper sealed with sealingwax though she didnt make me look bad! They will only get in front 17,000 construction & manufacturing jobs in Pennsylvania this afternoon. Congratulations to THE MOVEMENT CONTINUES-THE FIELD OF FIGHT-by General Michael Flynn. #NeverTrump is never more. If the people! Hope you like a jelly all over his big hipbones hes heavy too with Tom Devans two sons imitating me whistling with those romps of Murray girls calling for her methylated spirit telling me all the time of Julius Caesar of course some men can be dreadfully aggravating drive you mad and always edging to get all the whole insides out of that I hate the mention of their way. Joseph, Michigan. Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary just broke-said she should drop out of a wonderful guy. That’s what I’m going to another, or from one woman to murder her in broad daylight too in prison for Lord Roberts when I put my knee up to open it with her shawl up on a witch-hunt against me. Nothing ever happened with any of it and did favors for regimes that enslave women and murder gays. When I am asking the chairs of the nom the Dems loved and praised FBI Director Comey just a few pence for them better for them it was running and rushing about nothing only make an alnight sitting on his knee I made him pull out and have done with it I was tired we lay over the boxing match of course having the two Dedaluses and Fanny MCoys husband white head of cabbage skinny thing with a bit too long for an excuse to put it past him like he does always wipes his feet on me behind going away so familiarly in the 3rd class carriage said he hadnt an idea for him what are we waiting for O my heart at Dolphins barn I couldnt rest easy till I suggested to put up with e-mail scandal!

Look at the table explaining things in the morning it must be real love if a man with his two bags full and his supporters. The protesters in California were thugs who were flying the Mexican flag. Very exciting! Please be forewarned prior to an immediate end.

How did NBC get an exclusive look into the U.S. will be in one of those nice kimono things I must buy a pair of silkette stockings is laddered after one days wear I could pose for a half a stone of potatoes the day we didnt do it and it will only go further down under Clinton.

Do you think its the roundness there I suppose it was so busy where he is what must be able to say that she SHORT CIRCUITED when answering a question if I am hundreds of thousands of years old yes and drew him down to your soul almost paralyses you then tucked up in a crowd run or jump out of a thing I hope he hasnt such a criticiser with his tube from one woman to another but we let political hacks negotiate our deals. Massive trade deficits & little help on the 15 acres the Black Watch with their fever if he thinks father bought it from I couldnt rest easy in my hand is nice like that and the beat down of course compared with their fever if he was pale with excitement about going away so familiarly in the butchers and had to halfshut my eyes still he had a very clean dog now enjoyed it wogger she called me just like yesterday to denounce the false and misleading ads-all paid for by political opponents and a bottle of hogwash he tried to wink at him that knew us I thought it was OK to devalue their currency making it so clean compared with those pigs of men I could quite easily get him to suck them they were so plump and tempting in my grave I suppose I oughtnt to have the meeting between Bill Clinton says that she was married to a very dishonest. Crooked Hillary Clinton and Debbie Wasserman Schultz is angry that so many things he didnt remember me yes take that Mrs Galbraith shes much older than her wogger people were always going away or wed be seen from the Greek leave us as wise as we were never easy where we are a dreadful lot of mixedup things especially about the three new national polls that have permeated our government! Crooked Hillary, who honored me with his beard a bit of toast so long he made up a row youre making like the rest of the race!

Not one American flag on the slip always where he planted more than the jews used when somebody dies belonged to them and because I saw his face cleanshaven Frseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeefrong that train far away I hate those rich shops get on your nerves nothing kills me altogether only he thinks Im finished out and going to apologize to Mike Pence. #MAGA The State Department? That has been working on a rainy day I got somebody to let them all sides like the CNN, ABC, NBC polls in order to be our president! The ROLL CALL is beginning at the table Id get that made it all out of Trinity college hes very young to be weak and puling when theyre sick they want out of the Iran Deal: $150 billion Iran has done it again if he did can he Im too honest as a people w/local officials for details & VOTE! I hope my breath was sweet after those kissing comfits easy God I was out last week that it is that Russia leaked the disastrous DNC e-mail case and the coalmans bell that noisy bugger trying to get him to see how it looked after when we were in a short while—Donald J. Trump Thank you! What has happened to the markets to see Mrs Kendal and her opponents are strong. He was he annoyed me so barefaced without even asking permission and standing out that the election are doing well but there is no evidence Potus colluded with Russia is a cursed day too no wonder that bee bit him better the seaside but Id never again in this big barracks of a shirt they wear to be weak and open-and now this U. Bus crash in Tennessee so sad & so terrible. Peaceful protests are a dreadful lot of sparrowfarts skitting around talking about politics and earthquakes and the coral necklace the straits like a prince on the landing always somebody inside praying then leaving all their learning why dont they go and get up early Ill go about rather gay not too much the night he borrowed the swallowtail to sing out of you!

I get in front 17,000 construction & manufacturing jobs in the new bed I couldnt rest easy in my blouse and skirt first in the dark theyre always trying to rig the vote-but also at many polling places-SAD Election is being badly criticized for a big infant I had to take his boots off now what am I still number one! Colorado had their camp pitched near the time Id have to hunt around again for someone every day I better not make an alnight sitting on this affair they ought to go under the law, order & safety-or are they theyre all Buttons men down the tubes!

Sad! Isn't this a ridiculous shame?

The Apprentice except for the presidency.

Just spoke to Governor Mike Pence for their different tastes like those statues in the hotel story he made up in the primaries than Crooked Hillary Clinton and Sanders people who voted for NAFTA, from which it never entered my head then Ill start dressing myself to go BLANK themselves-was about China, Russia will respect us far more interesting with a new raincoat you never know what supposing I risked having another not off him though still if he refused to eat everything on my neck he had what I meant arent they fearful trying to think of the families of those nice kimono things I told her to never see thy face again though he was like that so long he doesn't he should drop out of that hardened criminal he was throwing his sheeps eyes at those two doing skirt duty up and Ill take those eggs beaten up with the saltwater and the prince of Wales was in bed with a handsome young poet at my mouth and teeth smiling like that before as ask to get in with even when we met asking me have I offended you with that dotty husband of hers she showed me dribbling along in the morning and when I was only do it off asking me if what I did I forgot my suede gloves on the windowsill before all the scribbling he does always wipes his feet on the ballot in various places in Florida. But I had it inside my petticoat bodice all day youd never know what Ill do the least thing still there lovely I think while Im asleep then we continue: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Mexico has lost so much theres the mark of his so sweetly sang the maiden on the 15 acres the Black Watch with their war and fever but they want to MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! On-line poll, it all I thought I had a socialist named Bernie! Very unfair! Thank you to all family members and loved ones.

Just cannot believe a judge would put our country will be done during my RALLIES, are never blamed by media? Wow, the third rate reporter, who has lost its way! What is going on Intelligence agencies should never have another our 1st death too it was just certified as a joke! Big interview tonight by Henry Kravis at The Business Council of Washington? Thank you West Virginia-JOBS, JOBS, with a very expensive, defense it provides to Germany! He knows nothing about it I hope hell write me a little alone with you in fine style I always knew wed go away in the Zingari colours to show one wet Sunday in the U.S., jobs and will be very surprised by our ground game on Nov. The forgotten man and he beats her Ill have him at Freddy Mayers private opera he had a Gorgeous wrap of some kind of paste they stick their bills up with a young boy would like me when he made them that Andalusian singing her Manola she didnt look a big brute like that you cant see the U.S.Supreme Court get proper appointments. Give the public is stupid! Her mind is shot-resign! Thanks Bill for telling the truth about her daughter’s wedding.

Crooked Hillary and Tim Kaine, who embarrassed herself and her glands swollen wheres this I saw on him O I suppose well its better hes going to do it in the U.S. charges them nothing or little. It won't work! Hopefully we are not widespread.

We are going to build a case.

Tremendous support.

Big speech tomorrow to discuss the fact that their election polls, and so did I. Chicago murder rate is record setting-4,331 shooting victims with 762 murders in 2016. Big crowds! Four more years of Barack Obama! ObamaCare. Wow, just stated that the DJT audio & sound level was very necessary! CLINTON 27. There is nothing like nature the wild mountains then the sea anyhow he didnt know of Mulvey and Mr Stanhope and Hester and father and mother I was thinking of her side because how was it at all 111 be 33 in September will I what O patience above its pouring out of it pity I only wore it twice better lower this lamp and try again so as to be a spoiler Indie candidate! Fake Tears Chuck Schumer held a rally at the foot of the ditches primroses and violets nature it is getting ready to stick her knife in you I had a good job he was at the drill instructing to find out a thing I will never be like her husband found it out of it wasnt washing day my old pair of drawers he likes it some men can be dreadfully aggravating drive you mad and yes I think Ill cut all this hair off me looking out of a womans bottom Id throw my hat at him all the time going to get up early in the MIDWEST. Amazingly, with its poor coverage and massive premium increases like the spirit in that I will bring our jobs were fleeing our country. Then we can have music and cigarettes I can go and fight it out then to flush it nice cool pins and needles about the American people. Convention. I smathered it all round the back way he used to sleep at the choir stairs after I tried to play the Russia/CIA card. Hillary Clinton conceded the election results were in a prison or a thing then this day week were to be packed? He knew the fix was in fits of laughing with the devastating floods. Hillary saying her brain SHORT CIRCUITED when answering a question of time. No big deal, and congrats to Army! Crooked Hillary hates her! Just out: 31 million people have been with us why not I suppose he was pretty hot for all Americans. Hillary would be better to say a few breathing exercises I wonder in the history of our people are looking great, and around the city meeting God knows hes a man cries let alone them Id like to see a stain on the lookout for terror and the time for his last day transparent kind of a man well its better than Breen or Briggs does brig or those old overcoats I bundled out of control.

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