as she fed the seeds to the bird resting in her shoulder [not so passe]

Fish are meant to stay quiet and get eaten. But noooo, instead of doing what they are suppose to do, they talk, and I don't mean babbling about some kind of seaweed, I mean having great knowledge about subjects close to your heart. And making cute little remarks, touching you just the way you like and out-of-the-fucking-nowhere looking into the eye. Honestly Stop! STOP! Fucking Stop! I said: STOP! You just get drunk with power, don't ya? And it not just plain power, bossing people around, is that specific power to known someone would do anything to be by your side. Just stop

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