Enticing Mr. Wrong - Ch. 37.2

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Anonymous said…
*Shaking my head*...that green eyed monster is something ugly...E-Blade is going down hill fast...I pray he can be redeemed some way some how.
2:43 AM
Suprina said…
Subrina: I think that's why they call it a monster, because it's ugly inside and out. By the way, don't you find it interesting that a person can be right there in your presence, acting all cool, yet with all that evil in their hearts towards you?

I call them sheep-wolf friends. People who pretend to be your friend, but secretly hate you in their hearts for some reason.
2:59 AM
Anonymous said…
E-Blade is the most dangerous kind of friend to have. He's the kind that will stab you in the back while smiling and looking you in your face. The perfect example of the enemy at work. This demon is ferocious he operates in every one of the seven deadliest sins plus some. Envy, jealousy, strife, malicious intent...etc. OMG! this man is scary he's a time bomb waiting to go off. He knows far to much and he's going to end up hurting somebody or worse.
9:36 AM
Suprina said…
Carrie: You got a good handle on E-Blade, girlfriend. I couldn't have said it better myself.
9:52 AM
Anonymous said…
Misery loves company. That's E-Blade. He wants everyone to be miserable like him and if they're not, he finds a way to bring them down. He needs to be brought down...and soon.
It's amazing though that God can redeem a person like E-Blade. He'll completely forgive him and transform him into a new being.

Marlene
10:14 AM
Suprina said…
Marlene: Yep. God loves the unlovable. I like that about HIM.
10:30 AM
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