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“How much you wolf me?” @wifeofjoe ❤️

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She’s sooooo girlfriend

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She is always beautiful, I thought, just like that time I met her with the peach. Joe's body pressed against hers, his hands on Love's lips as he took a bit of the donut. It melted in his mouth, smirking as he did so. “This is delicious. Not like yours that you used to make, of course.”

She wonders if her husband is still around. @joegoldbergx

" Joe? I brought coffee and snacks. "

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“I am always around when I hear you.” Joe appeared behind her with his hands on her hips. “Mmmh did you make those?”

She wonders if her husband is still around. @joegoldbergx

" Joe? I brought coffee and snacks. "

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˗ˏˋ PENN BADGLEY Variety (February 15, 2023)

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"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒎𝒆.”

— #𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑹𝑷. 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅. 𝑺𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈. 𝑵𝒐 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒔.

— 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝑹𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒆.

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1X11 "Rôti" ~ 2X08 "Su-zakana"

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Joe Goldberge rp blog by @wistfuldarkmindpalace

RULES

Professor Jonathan Moore. That's his new path, his new identity. Joe Goldberg had to turn the pages of his past to start a new journey.

I thought I could enjoy my European journey in absolute serenity. Thing is I was wrong. Being a professor in London had proved me that I couldn't escape my past. Heartbreak is the catalyst for a new path. That's what I needed, I needed to find the old me, maybe...Maybe avoiding any sort of attachment this time? Relationships aren't really my thing. We know that, right? We know how it ended last time. It usually ends in blood, heartbreak, people die, I shouldn't get involved.

Jonathan has been teaching during mornings what he loved the best. Literature. Books were his life and he feels in his environment while he was talking to his student. Students had their eyes on him, of course Joe was still very appealing and good looking.

I said this before I am not interested into getting involved. Nope. No more. I have promised myself to avoid these irrelevant attentions.

Joe may have promised himself to stop getting himself sentimental involved but whenever he looks at his weeding ring, there was only one thought. He missed having someone in his life, he literally missed everything. Especially these days. Let's be honest. A wolf can't lose his vices.

Bad habits. I am a new man, a loved professor at the academy. I have changed after Love, after Beck and some other one night stand encounters. You can't affect me anymore, you cannot do anything to me.

Often Joe was lost in his head and while he was thinking of all his bad habits, he was in his flat after a long day at work. He was looking at the window spying on his neighbour.

Oh, hello there you. I know what you are doing. You are thinking that someone is watching you from the other side while you are enjoying your evening. I know, I have been saying that I would have stopped but I miss having someone in my life. Maybe I miss that special someone that would change my life completely. A soul mate. I miss it. I miss the thrill, the craving, the yearning, the kissing, the passion. I could stare at the window and slowly who I was watching was someone else...

Joe has been staring outside the window but the woman that was staring at in his mind was Love. As a twisted memory she was touching her body, dancing slowly with music on, naked while her gaze stared back Joe from the other side of the window inviting him to come in. Joe was pierced while his hand had went down to himself unable to stop himself from doing so.

No, no no. I am not doing this. Not anymore. No! Stop it!* He shook his head noticing that the woman wasn't Love but just his neighbour. *It was just a bad dream. You are dead. Dead. That's it. I won't let ruin my life like this from you.

As much as he hated it, his words aren't matching his body, his eyes and his red cheek. He turned just away, closing the curtains. No more You.

I won't let it happen again. I am not a murderer... I just did some mistakes but I want to fix it. Many times my vain attempts to show love have ended in blood. Nothing is wrong with me. Some poets said that some men have different ways to love. You don't need to be afraid of me. Maybe this year something will change.

The saddest true of all. I am completely alone. I have always been alone ever since I was a kid. That's the true. The saddest true of all. I have come to the conclusion that I am the real problem, I'm the real monster. I hadn't anybody in my life who really loved me, completely, hopelessly just the way I did love them. I just wanted to make this world a better place and since I couldn't do with people I wanted to clean up these scumbags, these spoiled cunts. I did this...I am the maker of my own downfall. Perhaps I should just do it. Kill myself. That's the only option.

Joe was still trying to figure out what the hell happened in the past few months ever since he killed Love, he abandoned his kid and got heartbroken with Marienne. He did this, all of this just to justify, just to not feel alone. Loneliness is worse than depression it has been said.

Slowly but gradually he found out that he had a Rhys' towel with. He wanted to smell his scent, as much as that was a sweaty scent, he wanted to feel.. Something. Someone. He missed having someone. The invention of his own loneliness. A figment of what he might want. What he really wanted after all. Joe wanted to be that man, the man who claimed that is possible to change. Joe picked yo one of his pictures. This morning he found a gun. He thought that Love could even make him pancakes for him but instead in the fridge there weren't pancakes but just a gun. You should just kill yourself you stupid idiot.

Joe shook his head. Instead, he decided to check on Rhys' profile. He wanted to find the real him, the man which Joe got obsessed over the past few months, well more than an year back in France when he found his book. That's where all started, all his obsession.

Someone it playing tricks with me again. I just want to get back to my European holiday that's all. I just want to find peace for once. Still it seems that a mystery is waiting for me to be solved. Dammit, it really feels like to be in a Agatha Christie book right now. All these years I have been the obsessive lover, the obsessive man but right now I feel like I am the prey. Someone very close to this group of people knows who I am. Shit shit.

Joe has been staring at the wall where he saw all the pages, the journals. Beck, Love, Madre linda, Peach. He saw all his life on the wall. Was someone interested in him? Someone who wanted to expose him? If it is that so then why he/she made him take care of Malcom's body.

Such neat, well, neat... Whatever this is, it was his job done. One of these rich douchebags was trying to frame me, making me look like a trouble. The new American man, aka me is trying to be framed. I hated Malcom myself but who could hate him more than I did? Phoebe? Kate Galvil, the unsatisfied girlfriend or Adam the guy who likes having golden showers? This is a maze. Maybe I have been brought here for a reason. Someone dragged me in this place to make me appear as the bad guy of the situation. Quinn's family is still in my life. I allowed this to happen to me... My student was right, usually is the second suspect seems to be the second victim and that's why all happened to Simon Soo. I have missed it. In this circle of sickos, only Rhyn seems to be the man who even understands me. Even him could be considered a suspect? I don't know, but I will find out. Soon.

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Change. I have really changed since back few months. A new man, but with the same attitudes. As they say the wolf doesn't change its habits. I have got enemies, lovers, good amount of friends. Even if the emptiness is always there. Of course, money seem to cover up for all the lack of what I am missing. Thanks again, Kate for your big fortune. But unfortunately that can't really satisfy my real goal that I want to satisfy on larger scale. While finding someone worthy of my attention seems my biggest riddle that I have to solve, I found myself missing the most important thing that maybe I will never have. Love? While I spend most of my days missing Rhys, I can only find relief in the little things. Life is good. I don't complain, maybe someday someone will show up trying to kill me but I have got things under control.

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Let's be honest, things didn't click well lately. Especially with Love. Love, I love her but something tells me that there is something inside of me that is changing. I am not saying that I'm going through some sort of discovery about myself but I have to admit. I have a crush for my neighbour. A man. Yes, I know...Might sound odd for you to hear me say that but actually true. I shouldn't feel so attracted, but neither I feel guilty about it. Love blinded me, love is also unique. Thing is...I may have stumbled into some guy that has committed something awful. I haven't understood yet, but the thought of that sent me nuts. So here we are daydreaming with my eyes open...

While the flow of thoughts flowed rapidly in his mind, Joe found a moment of privacy as he touched himself thinking about his neighbour. What a pervert, if Love finds out what kind of thoughts are going through Joe's head.