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Crystal Emerson
is on page 260 of 333
🙌🏽🤌🏽👏🏽👏🏽 you reap what you sow bitchhhhh
— Apr 06, 2026 08:29PM
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Crystal Emerson
is on page 221 of 333
Clara… my god. These poor babies, they can’t catch a damn break 💔
— Apr 05, 2026 08:23PM
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Crystal Emerson
is on page 207 of 333
My heart hurts so hard right now. For Bunny, the raw emotions from seeing that photo. Ughhh honey.
— Apr 05, 2026 07:46PM
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Crystal Emerson
is on page 163 of 333
Oh my heart. Comfort in the darkness
— Apr 05, 2026 02:47PM
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Crystal Emerson
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My rage knows no bounds at this point
— Apr 05, 2026 10:32AM
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Crystal Emerson
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The AUDACITY of these men… I STFG
— Apr 05, 2026 02:55AM
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Crystal Emerson
is on page 107 of 333
YOU GOTTA BE FKN KIDDIN ME MAN…
What the shitttttt?! ✋🏽
— Apr 05, 2026 02:18AM
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What the shitttttt?! ✋🏽
Crystal Emerson
is on page 102 of 333
So many of these men just need to die — slowly, painfully and alone
— Apr 05, 2026 02:01AM
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Melanie Rmblt
is 48% done
i feel like im reading the edge of darkness from, like, an other univers of smtg. its so horrible and dark and twisted but i cannot detached my eyeballs from it.
— Mar 18, 2026 02:06PM
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Chelsea Krulikoski
is 31% done
“The drive was hell.
I wasn’t allowed on the seat. Instead, Marone dragged me over by my hair, setting me underneath his feet to be used as a footstool. Hours went by with me in that same position. With every complaint, he dug his steel heels into my spine, carving notches to forever rest in my bones.”
This is so hard to read.
— Dec 28, 2025 08:29PM
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I wasn’t allowed on the seat. Instead, Marone dragged me over by my hair, setting me underneath his feet to be used as a footstool. Hours went by with me in that same position. With every complaint, he dug his steel heels into my spine, carving notches to forever rest in my bones.”
This is so hard to read.
Chelsea Krulikoski
is 29% done
“You’re not supposed to be here, baby,” the man from this morning beams. J. Lakens, that’s his name. Fucking Police Officer J. Lakens. Fear wraps around my throat as I fall out of my seat, but it’s difficult to register the pain as he takes a large step toward me.”
Oh my god. Quite literally no one can help her.
— Dec 28, 2025 08:26PM
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Oh my god. Quite literally no one can help her.
Chelsea Krulikoski
is 16% done
Nononono I don’t like this I don’t like this
— Dec 28, 2025 07:53PM
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Chelsea Krulikoski
is 7% done
“I can’t stay here anymore.
I can’t take the late-night beatings because her boyfriends prefer to crawl into my bed instead of hers. My shouts of refusal don’t matter, and neither do my tears. All she sees is their dick and hands trying to pry my thighs apart, and her fists go flying.”
This is gonna kill me isn’t it?
— Dec 28, 2025 07:36PM
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I can’t take the late-night beatings because her boyfriends prefer to crawl into my bed instead of hers. My shouts of refusal don’t matter, and neither do my tears. All she sees is their dick and hands trying to pry my thighs apart, and her fists go flying.”
This is gonna kill me isn’t it?
Chelsea Krulikoski
is starting
“This is my warning to you, dear reader, that The Death Of Us is not your typical romance.
I promise you nothing but the truth.
I’m not afraid to break my own heart. So let me be very clear when I tell you that I’m not afraid to break yours either.”
Well, that sounds promising
— Dec 28, 2025 07:22PM
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I promise you nothing but the truth.
I’m not afraid to break my own heart. So let me be very clear when I tell you that I’m not afraid to break yours either.”
Well, that sounds promising








