In other news, the other stitches that weren’t ripped out of my skin are healing just fine.
I goaded Eddie the other night until he punched me straight off the roof. It felt good when he was hitting me, at least its better than when he kisses me. Bc when he kisses me he denies it. But there’s no way he can deny that punch, especially not since it tore out my stitches and he was forced to clean up my blood….
Still not over you.