Status Updates From If There Be Thorns (Dollang...

‘“You wouldn’t have to do anything to save Momma from drowning, Daddy, if Momma was pure and without sin. God would save her.”’

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‘“You flaunted your beauty before me!” screamed out an enraged old man, “tormenting me when you were a child—teasing me when you were an adolescent, thinking you could have your fun and I could never harm you. Then when you married your half uncle and came back to disinherit me, you treated me like I wasn’t even there—just another piece of furniture to ignore....”’

Pedo incels gonna incel

‘“You loved my real daddy?” he asked unbelievably. “You really did love him, even if you seduced and killed him?”’

Bro I can't

“Some women can’t live without a man to run their affairs, and that’s what I am—someone to lean on.”

Okay Andrew Tate

“For some reason I couldn’t force myself to read beyond the time when first a brother betrayed his sister by forcing himself upon her. That this man beside me could rape his own sister when she was only fifteen was beyond my comprehension, beyond my ability to sympathize no matter how desperate his need had been...”

Same Jory same

‘“Momma!” I yelled, “unlock my door! I’ll kill myself if you don’t! I know all about you now, what you and your brother are doing—the people next door told me everything about your childhood. And your book told me the rest. Unlock my door, if you don’t want to come in and see me dead.”’

Fine go kill yourself Bart

“Look at that, trying to win me moments before her death . . . and her redemption. God would feel pity for her when she was butchered, humiliated in every way possible.”

Omg Bart that's your mother!

‘“What yah gonna do, harlot? Use Cindy for a shield? It won’t work, won’t work, I’ll get the both of you . . . And the police can’t touch me. I’m only ten years old, only ten, only ten, only ten, only ten . . .” and on and on I kept saying that like I was a needle stuck in the same groove.’

He gets worse and worse JESUS

‘“Why don’t you spank me, Momma? Come on . . . let me see what you can do to hurt me.” I held my knife in position, ready to jab it if she dared to move closer.’

Bro this kid 😬

‘I yanked a hair from my head and held one end between my teeth as I pulled with one hand to stretch it taut. Easily my knife sliced it in two. “Good knife,” I said, “sharp as a razor for shaving. Good for cutting off legs, arms, hair . . .” I grinned as she looked scared. Powerful. I felt so powerful. John Amos was right. Women were only timid, fearful imitations of men.’

Yeah he's gonna kill someone

‘“I hate you!” I whispered fiercely, trying to stab him with the glare of my eyes. “You think you are safe, don’t you? You think a doctor can’t be punished—but God has sent the black angel of his wrath to see that you and your sister are punished for the evil you have done!”’

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