Edit: Fuck you auto mod. I originally posted at 2 AM but was removed since G*TS is apparently an unrelated microcap submitted by StarSwitch to wallstreetbets [link] [comments] TLDR: MM's may have to offload shares on Monday but call volume will likely pressure prices up EOW. New strikes up to $115 will be offered. Unique opportunity for the largest gamma squeeze of all time. I will try to keep this DD brief. Most the sub is filled with garbage about GME by people who think "shorts expire" and don't know what float means. I'll try to avoid talking about things I don't understand and if you find a mistake or have a different thesis please comment. Options Chain Summary Last week with the significant price action on Friday, only three strikes 65-75 expired OTM and triggered a massive gamma squeeze. Gamma squeezes don't occur in a vacuum and need a spark like high options volume or purchasing. On Friday, based on the buy sizes and giant green dildos, a margin call or large institutional buy likely triggered the sqoze. At open on Monday, more strikes will be added to the chain up to $115 because of the price increase. When those contracts are added to the chain ending 29 JAN 21 , this will change some of the data I used but I will probably update on Monday when OI is updated. Intraday Price and Volume 22 JAN 21 If you look at the chain as of Friday close, the overall OI for puts and calls is very low. I believe this is dangerous for Monday coming off a Friday when a heavy volume of calls expired ITM. I know you degenerates don't have the money to exercise so you sell your calls. Typically a institution will buy your contract and arbitrages the sale price and intrinsic value of shares. If the option writer buys back the contract or the holder doesn't exercise they have to unwind their hedges and will have some shares to dump. This won't crater the stock but a dip after open is reasonable. Delta Hedging Most of the FDs in this Casino are written by Market Makers like GT*S or Jane Street. Contrary to a lot of commentary here, MMs are behind the curtains manipulating prices to fuck your positions. In short, MM's try to stay neutral to directional positions by hedging and make money from scalping the Bid/Ask and extrinsic decay. To hedge any directional positions, they manage their position delta. Delta is the how much your option increases in value for $1 change in the underlying. Think about this as the % chance your option expires itm. A ITM option has a delta of 1 and true FD has a delta of 0. Makes sense? MM's hedge their delta exposure by buying and shorting shares of the underlying. Options can be used too for hedging the greeks but isn't important here. To stay completely delta neutral, the options writer will buy or short (Delta of Contract*Number of Contracts*100) For a more thorough explanation of Market Making and Hedging, check out this video or PDF Weekly Option Chain 29 JAN 21 For this week the OI is still low but will see more volume as degenerate get their lotto tickets. Overall you can see Market Makers are net positive delta so to be delta neutral, they are required to purchase 3,550,000 shares. The OI for puts and calls is relatively close but after Friday, the delta of puts drilled and most calls neared 1 forcing MM's to heavily purchase shares. Distribution of Options 29 JAN 21 I believe if retail FOMO continues along with degenerates buying weeklies, prices will continue to gamma squeeze. A good metric is the volume on calls +50 strikes intraday. I will be using this to adjust my positions. Gamma Squeeze A gamma squeeze is fueled by this delta hedging. MM's covering their short call positions inadvertently push the price higher by purchasing shares to stay delta neutral. On Friday we saw a gamma squeeze enter a feedback loop until the circuit breakers hit at +69%. It's essentially gasoline on a fire. As of Friday, 29 Jan OI was low but volume will pick up early on in the week, setting up for another gamma squeeze of massive proportions before Friday. Closing at $61 Friday may trigger some margin calls or push shorts to get out. IF they do gamma+short covering can set up another 50% pretty easily. The one X factor here is there shelf offering filed by the GME board. Selling $100MM of shares into such elevated buy volume would be tempting for the board. Ryan Cohen is very shareholder friendly but we could see such an offering to raise capital. Melvin Capital and Short Losses To get a better picture of what the shorts have been up to, I asked around to a few institutional people. Essentially what I got back was the WSJ article detailing 15% YTD losses was most likely correct or understating their losses after Fridays price action. Some of those losses were incurred from other short positions. If they were smart their put expired positions would have been a synthetic short or used calls to hedge. According to their 13F they didn't do either so their losses could be much more significant. There's not a chance short GME was larger than 3% of their total AUM so they won't guh anytime soon. Jan 15 Short interest will be released on Wednesday, 27 which will give a better picture of short activity since the price surges. Edit Premarket Monday: So the underlying blew up 50% to a high of $136 before settling at $90. I will still with my positions because 115s are close to the money currently, I believe we’ll see a lot of volume around that strike and will further squeeze the stock. Positions: Buying a spread of OTM calls strike 75 to 100 exp 1/29. If I see enough call volume especially far OTM, I will probably double down on the 100s. After this many correct calls I tend to blow up my account but fuck it Edit: Forgot 🚀🚀 |
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For whatever reason, we were unable to even get on a waiting list for a European or North American baby. That was another reason I was nervous. The little girl was already six months old. What if she took one look at me and decided, 'Nope, I'm not going to be able to love these military-redneck white folks?' I was scared. Fate had a reason for never blessing us with a biological child. As the adoption rep put the baby in my arms, I felt only the light of God's love. "Hello, Cece." My wife scoffed, "I thought we agreed on a name- Annabelle-Rylie?" "Felicity June Severgine," that's her name, my daughter's name. The next few moments flew by in a blur, but a painful number of them were of me abandoning my family. As the years passed, I saw myself in uniform leaving for deployment; moments when I truly believed that I might not come back alive. Other times I was just in sweatpants and a t-shirt as I kissed my family goodbye. Before my eyes, Cece transformed from a toddler to a teen. I suddenly felt a wave of nausea. The last time I saw Cece she was no longer the beautiful girl I remembered. I closed my eyes and fell to my knees. "Oh, God..." I knew what I was going to see; my angel my reason for living, in a medically induced coma. "She never told you what really happened," said Leo's disembodied voice. I stood up to see the angel standing over Cece's bed. "My wife told me it was pneumonia." I'd never made it to my daughter's side to see for myself. "Marni told you that, knowing it would take you at least a month to get home. The wounds healed by then. And what didn't heal could be explained away. Ironically, after a seizure, she did develop a sepsis infection in her lung that mimicked pneumonia." Leo made his way to Cece's side and held her hand. "But you didn't see what she looked like the day of the phone call." Leo kissed Cece's forehead. "I'm so sorry little one, this will only last a moment." I had a feeling I was not supposed to hear that last part. Cece had a breathing tube but as time regressed it vanished, replaced with the monstrous number of wounds. She cried, then screamed. Her face covered in bruises, cuts, and clearly broken bones. Her clothing transformed into a short blue dress; one I had never seen before. Time stood still as my government issue phone rang. I hit my thigh only to feel no pockets. The phone was in the palm of my hand. "Hello?" "Hi, Daddy." I remember this conversation. She said she came home from a dance. Homecoming, Prom? "I went to a party," Cece's said, her voice cracking with sadness. "It was great." Silence. Leo poked my arm. "Hey, it's your line." With trembling hands, I moved the phone to my mouth to speak. "That's great, baby." "Should go," she said as her breathing became labored. It was clear she was trying not to cry. "I-I love you, Daddy." Marni came in the room just as Cece hung up. "Hi, sweetie, do you feel up to talking to the police officers? They need to get your statement and do a rape kit." "Yes, Mom," Cece glanced at the phone, giving it a squeeze. "I'll be ok. I just wish Dad was here." I got to see the rest of the scene. According to her statement, she had been raped, beaten and left for dead. That was how she escaped. When her date (and his three friends) thought she was dead, they locked her in the trunk. She remembered what her father had told her about how to escape a trunk and managed to not only kick out the tail light but also get the trunk open while the piece-of-shit car was going forty down a backroad. Battered and bloody she ran for her life until she found her way to the main street. Leo placed his hand upon my shoulder. "What would you have done if you knew the truth? "I would have fucking killed the bastards." "Really?" Leo waved his hand, to focus back on the scene. Marni took a seat, holding Cece's hand. "What did you tell your Dad?" "Nothing. I didn't want him to be disappointed in me," she said, burying her face in her pillow. "I could ever be disappointed with you," I said out loud. I knew she couldn't hear me, that hurt more than anything. But not more than the feeling of my leg getting blown off. A sharp pain shot through my leg. Suddenly I was back in terrorist occupied Iraq, riding in a supply convoy. A larger truck ran us off the road, into an IED. At least that's what I was told. The vehicle I was in exploded, and I was pinned under the rubble. Somehow my leg was extracted from the mess and sent along with the rest of my broken body to Landstuhl, Germany where I spent the next few weeks waking up. At the time, my home station was in Colorado Springs, Colorado. That was where my wife was living with a then eleven-year-old Cece. I remember I’d asked that I be transferred back to my family; if I was going to die, I wanted to die at home. My superiors, the US military; they owed me that much. My next memory was of Cece staying by my side. I'd suffered burns over twenty-five percent of my body, there were bone shards in my hips and my leg had been put back together with pins and rods. It was a unique sensation, to be a living mass of pain. The local medical team determined that I would never walk again. So, the goal was to make me comfortable. I was allowed at-home hospice care. This meant that I was placed under the attention of a nurse for administering therapy, and medications, but during the majority of the week my wife was tasked with wound care. At least she was supposed to be. My wife never touched me. To do so would have meant to show some level of compassion. I remember Cece asked the nurse to teach her how to change the dressing on my leg. I have to assume the nurse thought she was curious and adorably sweet. Because otherwise, it was not the safest practice. I closed my eyes. When I awoke, I was back in that wonderful moment. "Cece?" "Hi, Daddy," my little daughter said in a calm whisper as she donned oversized medical gloves. “Hi, Sweetheart,” I replied in a horse whisper. “If I hurt you, I’m really sorry.” She changed out the gauze, using a bottle of peroxide to wash the open wounds. I flinched but tried my best to stay quiet. "Mom said that I needed to say goodbye," Cece explained as she worked with a gentle touch. "She told me the only reason you came home is because you're too sick to go back. I don't believe her." She finished in silence before getting a clean blanket from the closet. "You're going to walk again." She cuddled by my side, resting her head on my shoulder. "Superheroes don't die." My heart filled with a sense of faith that I didn't know was possible. She spent her summer by my side; changing my bandages, helping with physical therapy. I was also working with a therapy nurse who was impressed by my level of strength. For Cece's twelfth birthday she had a party at the on-base movie theatre. I paid the bills but Marni took on the responsibility of making the day special for our daughter. Cece invited her entire class, she looked so genuinely happy. I arrived in my wheelchair. As the movie played, it was 'Step Up', some kind of dance movie from the golden age of hip-hop music. The movie was played on the projector as background noise, as the kids ate pizza and talked. I waited in the back until she noticed me. "Dad!" She broke off a conversation with several friends to run over to me. "Oh my god! Did you just get here? How was your therapy appointment?" From my wheelchair, I reached to the cane at my side and I stood up. Cece cupped her hands over her mouth as tears welled in her eyes. I took my first (pain-stricken) steps since the accident that should have taken my life. I stood tall, strong, as Cece threw her arms around me. "I love you, Daddy. You're my hero." she paused to wipe tears from her eyes. "But does this mean you're leaving again?" I was. I could have taken medical retirement, stayed with my family. But I needed the money. I needed to pay off a mortgage, send my daughter to a good college: I wanted to make my family proud. So, I took a position in Alaska as a squadron lead. That’s when the addictions started. painkillers lead to heroin. loneliness lead to gambling and prostitution. all because I left behind the one person who truly cared. The world went dark. I was sitting alone in an empty theatre as Leo appeared on the screen. "Hi, Adam. Wow, this is certainly an interesting view." "Yeah," I replied in a weak voice. "Well, I have to ask, what would you have done if you knew the truth about your daughter's assault?" All I could do was laugh. The situation was clear now: I was dead and this was Hell. "You really want to know?" Leo shook his head. "Look, I'm not a sadist, I just have a job to do. I was human once, just like you. And no, you're not in hell." “Forgive me if I don’t believe you.” The man laughed as he turned towards the theatre and with one swift motion, seemed to jump from the screen. He walked towards me, with the fabric of the curtain attached to his back like wings. "So, what would you have done? Her attackers were never prosecuted. If you had a moment with those boys in a soundproof room with just your revolver, what would you do?" I thought for a moment. I had no one to blame but myself. "I would eat my gun." Was Cece dead? I needed to know. If she was gone, I truly wanted to die. Leo approached me, placing a hand upon my shoulder. "Much better, on to the next test." I gripped his arm. "Why should I trust you?" Leo rolled his eyes. "Maybe because I'm the one with the magic powers." "You're my driver," I said in a tone that came off ruder than intended. "But what would happen if I said I'd rather walk to my final destination." Leo chuckled and shrugged. "Hell, if I know. 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My eyes open on their own, staring straight into the blinding room light. The bulb is blinking forcing me to blink. Letters form in the shape of the light. 'L-U-S-T.' Yeah, I guess so. But it wasn't a lust for sex. I feel him inject my leg; my broken, mangled leg. My leg that existed for the sole purpose of causing me unbearable pain, akin to the fires of hell. In a matter of moments, all of that was but a memory. He told me he was giving me morphine but I knew it had to be something stronger. That shit fucked with my head. Like a cool wave of tranquility; life death and every emotion in-between. "I can get you a prescription for morphine, maybe even fentanyl.” His voice is calm, cool, like an ice tea on a hot day. “All you have to do is submit to me." All I could do was laugh. "Sure, sounds great." My speech was slurred. This man was the devil and I willingly jumped headfirst down the rabbit hole into Hell. I was physically fit. 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"Wow, you fucked up." The general looked like her actual youthful age. Her long blonde hair was pulled into a messy bun. "Aly?" I tried to speak but immediately had to vomit. General Blake had a bucket waiting by the side of my head. "You're going to stay here for a while." She placed a cold washcloth to my neck focusing on my artery. "This is going to help with the pain in your chest." I shook my head. "But, what about my leg?" "You're not the only one living with chronic pain." Alyssa took my hand a placed it on her hip, just below her abs. There was a massive scar. I knew the story; she had been shot in the hip; the bone and surrounding tissue had to be rebuilt. This was likely the reason for her later miscarriage. "I'm not giving you anything for your leg. You're probably going to have another seizure from all the drugs you already took." I tried to move, to sit up- anything. But the pain seemed to course through my body. I wanted to cry or scream, but no sound was coming from my parched throat. I gripped my head as a massive migraine pounded my vision. In the midst of my agony, I didn't even notice Alyssa leave and return with a blanket until the moment she cuddled by my side. "I'm going to stay with you." I nodded, with a noticeable lump in my throat. "Talk to me about Cece." Alyssa put her arms around me as she rested her head on my chest. “What is she like?” I knew what this was. This moment, it was the opposite of lust. Nothing was worth more than my family, my daughter "She's a dancer." "A dancer?" "I think my wife has her in gymnastics and cheerleading but she..." I swallowed hard thinking about the last time we talked. Cece asked if she could send me a link to a video of her ballet recital. She loved ballet, she wanted to be a choreographer. She sent the link but my Alaska internet was too weak to see it without an extensive amount of buffering. And the camera had been placed so far back I could barely make out her face. I told her as much, but that I would love to see her dance someday. "Have you seen any of her performances?" I nodded. "C-Can I have some water?" "Sure." Alyssa turned away, attempting to sit up. Try as a might, my arms wouldn't let her go. "I feel sick. But, more than anything, don't want to cry in front of my commanding officer." Alyssa glared at me with a look of seriousness. "I found you in your room bleeding from your ass. I performed CPR until you were lucid enough to walk with your arm around my shoulder." She only lived a few houses down and often visited. I couldn't remember making the walk to her house but it wouldn't be the first time. I had the habit of dialing her number when I was too high to think straight. "My apologies Ma'am." She reached for my hand, stroking between my fingers. "If I was here as your commanding officer you would be in a hospital awaiting a medical discharge." Her fingers paused on an open sore where I injected regularly. "I'm here as your friend, because what you need right now is a friend." I knew she wasn't wrong. "Thank you." "So, tell me about the time you saw your little girl dance." My hands were trembling as my eyes filled with tears. "She sent me a USB." "She sent you a file on a flash drive? Wow, that's really sweet." "Cece had somehow used her phone to record a solo piece in her backyard. I didn't recognize the song, something Gaelic sounding about finding your wings to touch the sky." With the warm memory in my heart, my body relaxed. "That sounds like the theme from the movie Brave," Alyssa said as she sat up. "Wow, that brings back memories. Anyway, I'm going to get you some water now." Brave? Of course, it was. Alyssa returned with a bottled water and a straw. "Take small sips." Once it appeared like I was not going to vomit again she took her place back on my chest, holding me close. "You need to go home." "I know." I stroked her hair as I looked up at her stucco ceiling. "You need to research a position at a base closer to your family,” she said as she kissed my cheek. “And I will sign off on it." "Thank you." Now I just wish she talked me out of driving down to the states. Maybe I wouldn't have fucked up as badly as I did. A lonely drive, six hours on the road, maybe eight. Behind the wheel of a rented SUV carrying all my worldly possessions, I thought I could keep focus, I thought I- And here comes the crash. I opened my eyes, but all I see is darkness. "Leo, are you there?" I could feel someone grab my hand, pulling me from the vehicle. It wasn't Leo, but rather a younger male, possibly a teen. "Wow, Leo was right, you are fucked up." The kid pulled me out of the vehicle, seemingly indifferent to my level of pain. "You should grab your wallet and suitcase. We have a bit of a walk into town.” I did as he asked. I could recall what happened at this moment in time. While it did not include a Native American surfer-boy, I knew where we were headed. "How long did you manage to stay clean for?" the smug teen asked. I turned to him with a look of contempt. He stood maybe 5'9", and although he had an attractive face and youthful demeanor, I would have no problem punching his lights out. "Really, old man?" The boy laughed. "Master Sergeant Adam Severgine," I said with a groan. "I know," he said, happily, skipping down the road. "I'm Jamie. Welcome to Oklahoma." "How old are you? And where's Leo?" "Leo will meet us in town. And as for me-" Jamie did a backflip landing in front of my face, close enough to kiss my lips. "I'm legal." "Are you a guardian angel too?" "Are you asking if I have powers?" "I am," I replied through gritted teeth. I could remember how long the original walk took me. By the time I got to town, my leg was killing me. "That's not why you got high off your ass." "Oh, fuck you!" "You got clean just long enough to pass a physical, for the job transfer. And then you started using again like the fucked-up junkie that you are!" Jamie continued doing flips and cartwheels down the empty road. I focused on my own path looking down at my boots as I walked. My leg was mostly healed, to the point where I could walk unassisted, I could even drive. But I still felt an ache, a chronic pain that would never go away no matter what drugs I took. Jamie appeared in front of me, lifting my face to look into his eyes. "I'm bored and I miss my boyfriend so I'm going to do you a favor." He punched me in the face with all the force of a fighter jet. I awoke on the floor of a casino. And I do mean floor: My eyes opened to reveal the sight of paramedics working frantically. They had apparently just finished restarting my heart. When I looked straight ahead, sitting at a slot machine was Jamie. The little punk was doubled over in laughter. Leo stepped out of the shadows. He raised a finger giving the 'give me a second' sign. He embraced Jamie, speaking to him in a quiet tone. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but at least Leo was calming him down. When Jamie finally stopped laughing, the couple walked to the elevators. A tall older man, in a suit, came over to check on the scene. He was the hotel manager and a former Marine. We talked for a while, with me telling him my situation. He kindly offered to give me a room for the night, free of charge. It was the least he could do for a fellow soldier. Yes, it was only for one night. I could contact the rental agency and they could send a new car to my location. But until then he offered to buy me dinner and give me a tour of the hotel and casino. Everything was going great. After hanging out with my new friend I took a seat at one of the many the table poker tables. I was by no means an expert but I preferred tables, to computer-generated games of chance. That was when I met Lola. She looked like a typical cocktail waitress, just a few years away from retirement. She was possibly old enough to be my mother (either that or she had just spent too much time in the sun,) but she was undeniably beautiful. She made sure to flirt, playing with her long blonde hair as she brought me free drinks. "Drink up," she said, before taking a shot. She cupped my face, forcing the shot of whiskey down my throat. "It's on me, love." Next thing I knew she was on my lap. I was winning hand after hand; she was truly my good luck charm. When I was too drunk to walk, she offered to escort me to my room. I remember collapsing on to the bed. I could feel her hands, her long nails, then her mouth. When I was ready, she started to ride me. Talking dirty in a way that my wife never did, I gave her full control. she got on her knees and wanted me to fuck her from behind. I did, and what was when a man barged in with a master key. It was the manager. My memory is blacking in and out but I remember him getting on the bed. He and Lola are laughing. They offer me cocaine. The next morning, I awoke to the sight of Lola in my bed. Her naked chest was moving, so I had no immediate reason to panic. Jamie stood in the corner wide-eyed. "Wow, I was raped to death by a demonic cult and even I found that disturbing." Leo walked through the wall to stand at Jamie's side. "And this isn't even the worst of it." I tried to sit up but my body hurt. "Why, the fuck, are you even here?" Just my luck, I had a pair of fuck-boy morons for guardian angels. Leo sighed. He approached the bed, stroking Lola's hand. "You can't change the past." He made a turn to the closet, grabbing my phone from my pocket. "But you can choose your future." I was lucid enough to move my arm and unlock my screen. I had wi-fi. I clicked on my email. it was open to a message from Cece, starting with a link that I had never seen before. "Greed.mov?" Leo shrugged. "You should probably take a look." I clicked. There was Cece in her blue dress, sitting on her bed. "Hi, Dad. I'm a little nervous. I really like Jason, and well, I wish you could have met him. He's so much like you. He wants to join the Marines, travel the world. I mean, I guess I'd write to him. A lot of my friends are planning on getting married, so their boyfriends don't cheat. It's really stupid. Jason says he loves me, he wants to marry me. I'm pretty sure he just wants to fuck me." Cece looked down at her silver ring. It had belonged to my grandmother who passed away before Cece was born. I had given it to my daughter on her sixteenth birthday. It was only then, on that video, did I notice where she wore it. She wore it like a wedding ring: a purity ring. Cece looked to the side, at her computer, to press a few keys. "I hope this will help my anxiety." The music starts to play, it was a slow, Celtic, song. I watched as she moved her arms, in a graceful ballet pose. She appeared to be free-styling a dance piece, in her room, dancing on her bare feet. It was truly breathtaking. But why was the file titled 'greed.mov'? "I can't wake up without you, Dad." The voice was not coming from the phone. I nearly screamed at the sight of Cece's broken, bloody form. Jamie put his arm around Cece, patting her shoulder. "Don't worry, she's still in a coma." The creepy, undead version of my daughter leaned her head on Jamie's shoulder. She turned just enough to look at me with her dark, innocent, eyes. "When you rocked me to sleep, you would tell me stories. I think you assumed I couldn't hear you or what I wasn't paying attention." "You couldn't even talk." For the first two years, I was so nervous about being a father, that I would unload all of my horrific stories on to Cece like a verbal diary. she didn't speak a word until she started preschool at age three and even then, I never heard anything from her teachers about my stories. "Knowing so much about your past is why I always had such respect for you." Cece took a step forward, reaching out her hand. "I know what you saw, what you experienced. It made you the person you are." When she came closer, her hand hit a glowing wall of energy. She nodded her head knowingly. We weren't in the same space. "Jamie said you're going to make your way back to me." I knew our time was short so I had only one question to ask. "Why greed?" "You told me I was your treasure; I was everything you ever wanted." "I'm so sorry." "That wasn't meant as an attack. Not at you, not ever." Cece moved closer. She was able to sit on the bed, her hand caressing the fabric. Her moves were careful and deliberate. I would have given anything to be able to touch her hand. I knew in my heart this wasn't an illusion, this was my daughter. Cece pursed her lips and continued, "There's an old saying, 'Shoot for the moon, even if you fail, you'll be among the stars.' Well, what happens when you reach the moon but it's not the finish line that you thought it would be. You always want more, I did anyway. that's why I let Jason go as far as he did. I thought I could have it all; I'd go to college and have a hot, long-distance boyfriend. maybe we'd meet up in Europe where I would audition for a ballet company. At least that's what I thought." Cece wiped tears from her eyes. "He was dating me as a practical joke. I was the nerdy-science geek who was also a dancer. The rumor was that I clearly wanted to be fucked, but my stern military daddy was keeping me inline." She paused for a moment, looking into my eyes. "I guess he was half right. I knew Jason's plan was to make me choose between you and him. And what's really messed up is, I would have chosen him. I was greedy." Cece took a few steps back, her form already starting to fade. "I miss you so much, Dad. Please come find me." Leo cracked his knuckles. "Well, this was fun but we have miles to go before we sleep. So-" He turned to Jamie. “Yeah, I know.” Jamie nodded, with a sigh, as Cece vanished. Next, Leo turned to me, with hesitation. "This next part is going to hurt." "More than seeing my dying daughter?" Leo clicked his tongue as he moved to Jamie's side. "Adam, how much do you remember about your trip from Oklahoma to Louisiana?" "Do I remember who shot me and left me for dead int he Louisiana swamplands?" I clearly did not. "Do you want to know?" Leo asked, twirling a lock of his rainbow hair. "I mean I'm supposed to show you, orders from the big boss," he said, motioning towards heaven. "But I think it would be a little cruel." Jamie's eyes lit up. "Can we just give him a summery? He'll feel just as shitty but we won't have to watch it!" Leo pursed his lips, clearly trying to hide laughter. "Jamie..." Leo took a breath to calm down. "None the less you are correct. But to stay in line with the," he made the pointing gesture again, "I'll give him just enough to dwell on during our hike back to civilization." Jamie leaned against a wall as Leo stepped towards me. He crawled into bed, positioning himself on top of me like a snake. His long hair trickled against my face. "You good, Adam?" "As good as I can be." "I'll make this quick." Leo closed his eyes. I did the same. The images flashed before my eyes like the world’s worst vacation slideshow. Oh, God. More sex, drugs, a few suicide attempts. Luckily it would only last three weeks. I apparently went on the mother of all drug binges. I didn't want to go home, and I knew why. My daughter was sick, but my wife… my beautiful, kind, wife, Marni-Lynn was a fucking whore who’d torn my heart out a long time ago. next: https://www.reddit.com/BarryPeppecomments/ev0ow9/trials_of_adam_ch3_4/ |
I think them xans tryna take meAnd while this may be a stretch, it was the first thing I thought of when I heard the hook of Lil Xan’s “Betrayed” a few months later.
I used to treat her shitty with no pity, but she far older now- “Miss Me”
Told me, “With me, boy, be with me”, guess she know her worth by now
When it's dark, no matter who there, you couldn't see a soul by now
I’m a dog, I’m this and that, but it’s me, hoe
I don’t politic with children- “BPrint”
I chewed a million milligrams
Why he popped the seal then?
Can’t buy it, it may not be him
Who gon' get my deal then?
Since they all scared of drugs and kids
Nigga, where's the fun in this?
I don't got no life to risk
Deadboy status, I'm just here
So they can tape this shit
Hollywood Hills with a Glock in the rental- “Fuck Everybody”
Live by what I said, if I caused it, I meant to
She do what I said, it could all be so simple
Who you came with, I’ma rob you and him too
Easy money, never been a fraud 'til I went though
Tried to do this sober, but the seal popping tempt you
Ecstasy in stars, tell her book me if she miss me- “Thank God”
You not worth a bar, all that sneakin' shit can miss me
Molly crystal ball, tell me all about my good dream
Diva snort it all, all that council shit for rookie
I'll be back tomorrow, losing faith up in my city
I like tints, I don't know who wanna hurt me, darling, aye- “Over”
That's my kin, for the right price he'll hurt me prolly, aye
I ain't dead, but my picture on the shirt, he salty, aye
I miss Tech, my plug got me sipping dirty Quali, aye
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