God Of Clam
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Last published Wed, Feb 28, 2024
"he was his professor. a very far from his standards. A fire he was willingly to dive in. A book he wanted to read like a mad person he made him. He is not supposed to be his but he is taking him "Anyway".
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I glared at him; every cell in my body was on fire with hate. Everything that he represented - a manipulated, cold, emotionless world - I wanted to end. Yet I couldn't because he was the only one that could get me what I had wanted for the past two years of my life. He was the only one that was cold enough to get the job done. What did that say about me?
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