marriage without love.

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Warning: LOTS of cussing sad shit and violent bullshit. :) Enjoy

Love, it's messy, uncomfortable, and most importantly, fucking weird as shit.
I'm Maria, age 16, still in highschool, and getting fucking married to a homosexual middle aged man.
His name is Adam,
Age 34 with long brown hair that went to his shoulder. He was about as tall as a door frame tall mother fucker. His family had wealth as far as the eye can see. For some reason he didn't want any of it. And there was a lot too. Weird bastard. His mother and father are weird too. Like barbie and Ken they where. Lived in a big city with lots of "friends". Throw lots of parties, drink, and judge people they barley knew. Like many other families. For example, mine.

I was about as tall as a fucking trashcan, blonde with long hair that goes back to your childhood. I'm fluent in not giving a fuck and I live in the city and go to a all boys school. Yeah I know weird but I'll explain that later on so shut your bored weird self and listen to my story.

My parents had never really been home much and when they where it was always "get more friends" or "why are you still here?" Like oh I'm sorry I'll just go live with my crack head named Joe and eat pure fucking trash for the rest of my life. Honestly seems better than to live in this hell hole they call home. Even though it's 3 stories, has air conditioning, and 5 TV's the magic just isn't here ya know??

One day my parents actually said something different to me but, not really the thing I wanted them to say. Like who wants to be told "oh hey Maria, you're a lazy piece of fuck we're getting you hitched!" No, no one wants that. If you do,

you're a lazy piece of fuck.

Anyways that's how I ended up on a sail boat with Adam and his boyfriend but there's still more to the story. So don't leave, I don't wanna stay here with these jack offs. So don't go??