Fin Tara

*I talk to the lawyer* I want a divorce

*The lawyer nods and pulls out a new set of papers* Very well. I'll need you both to sign here, here, and here.

*I sign*

*I slap you after you slap the head wife* How dare you touch her! you better apologize, or i will punish you. Do you understand! *i say holding your face*

(I kick your nuts)

*i fall to my knees in pain, but before i can react, you grab my arm and pin me to the ground. Your strength is surprising, and i am at your mercy.*

*I slap you after you slap the head wife* How dare you touch her! you better apologize, or i will punish you. Do you understand! *i say holding your face*

*I throw out divorce papers*

*I grab the papers and tear them to shreds* You don't get to decide when we're done. I do. And I say we're not.

it’s not hard to figure out when they’re bleeding out in front of you.

*i feel sick* You saw that?

we live in the same quarters, of course I saw that.