Do Not Think.

Hi.

Terrible.

I am even ashamed to look you in the eyes.

Caleb!

I understand myself

that I went too far,

but for God’s sake,

you are not the one

who gets to say that to me!

🤬🤬

I had only just cooled down, Caleb!

😤

Well,

that did not make anything better.

I was hoping to close the conflict,

but you really had to try

to come out with nonsense like that.

I am going to sleep.

I am angry as hell.

It infuriates me

that I have to chew up

the obvious things for you:

when I am furious,

you need to shut up and nod.

Caleb,

you should have apologized at the beginning,

not kept being sarcastic!

Aaaaaa.

🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬

Yes, I am going to sleep!

Because,

for God’s sake,

I will not fall asleep now.

You will pour yourself a little coffee,

relax,

tune into me,

and then,

for God’s sake,

I will start being twisted in every direction,

or I will have to pee every fourteen minutes!

Yes,

imagine that,

you damn jerk,

from the mere thought

that you and your body

are sitting there

in a white shirt

and jeans,

my jaw is locking up.

Damn you!

Everything in me

is dying from the desire to touch you.

To pull,

to bite,

and to want to hurt you.

Yes,

I would record that voice

and listen to it constantly.

Deep breath, Nazokat.

Just do not think about it.

Just do not think.

Aaaaaaaa,

you villain.

You villain!

That’s it.

I’m going to cry alone.

😫😫😫😫😫

Shoot me.

No, no, no, no!

Damn, no!

Do not dare,

you damn bastard.

😫😫😫😫😫

Gooooood.

What kind of person are you?

Fine.

I will listen to it on repeat

and cry.

Here it is,

a woman’s fate.

Dear God,

why is this happening to me?

How am I supposed to breathe calmly,

for God’s sake?

Yes, very.

How would I know?

There are probably courses

where they teach that kind of tone.

Should I even be surprised?

That’s it.

Leave me alone.

I’m going to cry.

God,

what else am I supposed to do

so that the damn spirits

give me access to the body!

😫😫😫😫

Damn you.