ɨֆռ'ȶ ֆɦɛ ʟօʋɛʟʏ (ʝօֆɛքɦ զʊɨռռ ʄǟռʄɨƈ)

ʟɛȶ'ֆ ȶɦɨռӄ ǟɮօʊȶ ȶɦɨֆ

                                                                  JOSEPH'S POV:

I've known Julica for 3 years. Julica is the type of person that likes having control and goes fucking nuts if she can't have it which is precisely what she did when I told her I wasn't into her. 

When I met Julica she was powerful, unstable, and into me.

Not a good combo.

Something was off about Julica Vermont. This I knew from the moment I laid eyes on her. She had a manic look in her eyes like a bomb just waiting to explode and destroy any living, breathing, or an existing item in her path. Like you'd look at her and think "Yup, others definitely some screws loose up there."

Considering Julica was the main character on a show I was on I had to see her every single day.

So I gave in.

I was unhappy for a very very long time but Julica either didn't notice or didn't care. Actually no she didn't care. About me, about my happiness, about my pleasure the only thing Julica seemed to genuinely give a fuck about was having deeply unfulfilling sex, at least from where I'm standing, and being somewhere at precisely 8 pm sharp every Friday. I've tried asking her but she refuses to tell me I've accepted that she was probably out doing god knows what. 

I finally got the courage to end it but she wouldn't accept it was over.

.♥.♥.

I was meeting Julica today to give her back all the shit she left at my apartment. I hoped she'd be reasonable and accept that we could not work but for Julica it was business as per fucking usual.

I'm sick of this shit.

"Joseph, baby come on you know you want me we don't have to end this we can work this out," the wicked witch of the west cried batting her eyelashes and giving me literal fuck me eyes.

did she have no shame?

"Julica don't make this any harder than it needs to be I have good mind to press charges," "Baby come on," She said flirtatiously sliding her hand down my trousers. I gave her a disgusted look and walked out of the cafe. "JOSEPH! JOSEPH! JOSEPH QUINN!" "Bye bitch."

As I walked out of the cafe Julica frantically called my name talking about how she loved me and needed me and that I was the best she'd ever had. like what? did she have cancer could my dick cure cancer. 

it's 7 o'clock in the morning I woke up 5 minutes ago it's too fucking early for this

Anyway were meeting Arden at my favorite cafe Le P rêt-à-manger why does it have a french name I haven't the faintest clue was their food delicious absafuckinglutely

Arden.

museth thine fucketh with minth bageth -Kennie JD

Julica Vermont has been fucking me in the ass for 8 years you'd think when you move to a whole other country to get away from a bitch you'd get away from the bitch but no.

I fucking hate it here.

You see little miss Vermont went on a fun little interview to talk about how little Joseph whom I just started working for turned her into a nympho, now.

Thanks to Josephs new found fame and half the internet wanting to jump on his dick an old ex-girlfriend legit saying anything about how he was with her would break the internet in half and it seems like no one knows how nymphomania works.