Love Sucks
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Last published Mon, Oct 15, 2018
" Let the fuck me go ! " jerit seorang gadis berumur 20-an .
Rebecca Vasques merupakan seorang gadis Russia yang berhijrah ke Norway.Sebaik sahaja dia meningkat dewasa,dia berniat untuk mencari bapanya yang telah hilang sejak dia kecil lagi.Malangnya,niatnya terhalang apabila dia dijadikan tahanan oleh tentera Russia kerana dituduh sebagai pengkhianat negaranya sendiri.
Disitulah bermulanya detik pertemuan antara Rebecca Vasques dan Arasy Mikhael.
"No matter what people say,I'll save you with all my might." - Arasy Mikhael.
" I appreciate what you've done for me. But, if you ask me to love you, sorry i can't ." - Rebecca Vasques
Status ; on going .
P/s ; Tiada kena mengena sama ada yang hidup ataupun yang meninggal dunia. Senang cerita tak ada berkait dengan hal negara ke dunia ke apa ke tau. TIADA YA . SAYA ULANG TIADA LANGSUNG .
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He always assumes I want money. That money can replace my desire for a mother, for a female figure who will guide me through the darkness. All he can provide is money. He assumes that because I use the money, that I'm happy, that I don't spend night hunched over my toilet bowl physically sick to my stomach with the guilt of killing my mother. He assumes that because I have friends, that the smile on my face is genuine. That because I smile and confidently stride out of my room in a bikini, that I love myself and the way I look. He assumes everything about me, because he doesn't know me. I'm his daughter, and with the simple fact, he assumes that by just looking at me he knows my every thought. Does he know of the blood I spill when I have no other method of coping? Does he know of the times I sit and ponder about what it would be like to go through death? Does he know that when he leaves for work, I cry myself to sleep and wish for a mother? Does he know that I could care less about him? I hate him. But he loves me. Does he know, that through all this mess, I just want a mother. Because according to Disney, mother knows best?
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