Look at me. If you'll look at me with your lies, you will look at me with your truths.
[ How dare he think he would ever get away with anything less? She steps in close, face tilted up to watch him, because of all she expected from him, his rage and refusal isn't it, honest and hers. He doesn't get to dig and not have it done back when reacts like that. How many time has she been here? How did she end up with them, these men that were all wounded on the inside, so scared of the word? They barked and yelp and tried so nobly to lick their own wounds and pretended they weren't suffering so, bleeding between her fingers. ]
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[ How dare he think he would ever get away with anything less? She steps in close, face tilted up to watch him, because of all she expected from him, his rage and refusal isn't it, honest and hers. He doesn't get to dig and not have it done back when reacts like that. How many time has she been here? How did she end up with them, these men that were all wounded on the inside, so scared of the word? They barked and yelp and tried so nobly to lick their own wounds and pretended they weren't suffering so, bleeding between her fingers. ]