Forgive Me
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It was just a joke. I wanted to give her one last 'fuck you' before she got married to the guy I always wanted.
How in the fuck did that lead to her dying?
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Y'all know the drill....
This story is everything that involves a person getting triggered. Please take notice to the tags and if you read and find yourself upset... I am ashamed to admit that.... that's the point, that's my writing style. It will hit at times and pull your leg. Don't like? Perfect, I have done my job lol. Love ya!
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