no ones gonna fight as hard
for you in life as
you will for you

Chloe Henning
✔ChloeH

Gotta go get ready to fly out to #Chicago Feel free to "drag" me🙌🏽🤣😘

Chloe Henning
✔ChloeH

Man she all on Conor's phone screaming like a damn banshee keep that energy when you see me

Chloe Henning
✔ChloeH

Ask about me, baby I don't play about my family, my money, and my man

Chloe Henning
✔ChloeH

I know violence isn't the answer, but, yes, it is.

Chloe Henning
✔ChloeH

The only person I'm afraid of is me!

Chloe Henning
✔ChloeH

Conor is taking my phone so 👋

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Being in a octagon getting out my frustration with George St. Pierre was something I was grateful for. George understood.

"Fuck yeah!" I cheered dancing in the octagon.

I did Conor's strut and made my dad laugh so hard.

Pandora White
✔️thepandorawhite

If you wanna go! We'll wear the gloves and step in the octagon like real women 💯

Chloe Henning
✔ChloeH

She loves coming on here and typing like a gangster...like a white trash piece of shit, that she is.

Pandora White
✔thepandorawhite

I have time today👀⏰

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"Pandora, don't respond back to her." Khabib said.

"Hell no, Khabib. She's not going to play me like I'm some weak bitch." I said trying to call Conor for the fourth time today.

I was annoyed because he wasn't picking up and I know he has his phone in his hand.

"Pandora, ignore her." Khabib said.

"No!" I exclaimed.

"He's right, Pandora." Dad said.

"No, I wish Kylie and Nicole had my back. You know all three of us would have already jumped her." I said.

"Pandora, things are not always going to be solved with fighting." Dad said.

"I know but I can't ignore what she's saying." I said.

I sat back in the van and looked out the window. I felt tears brimming on my eyes I was gonna breakdown. Welp. It happened. I began crying. Khabib grabbed me hugging me. I was crying. We were four hours away from the hotel.

"Why does everyone hate me?" I heaved, "I feel so alone anymore." I said.

"Shhh, baby no one hates you красивая (T: beautiful)." Khabib told me.

Dad rubbed my back and I was mentally broken. Everything took a toll on me.

"Sleep baby." Khabib whispered.

I nodded then fell asleep. Dana got on his phone and he was gonna fix this for his Pandora.

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"Kylie, Nicole." Dad said as we sat in his conference room. Kylie and Nicole were on one side and I was sitting alone on another side. Dad, mom, Khabib and Nate sat in the middle on both sides.

"Yes." Kylie said and Nicole was busy on her phone not paying attention.

"Nicole." Dad said.

"What? I have sick children at home who I should be here and instead of this pointless meeting." Nicole said.

"Nicole, this meeting is not pointless. Pandora, needs you and Kylie." Dad said.

"When doesn't she needs us?" Kylie scoffed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.

"You know what it means, Pandora. You always need us when things go bad for you because you screwed up and expect us to just be okay with it and you don't think how the things you do affect the people around you." Nicole answered.

"That's not true, Nicole." I said.

"Really, so why did dad call us? Oh, I know why because Pandora messed her life and as usual she wants everyone around her to fix it for her so she can feel better." Kylie said.

"Is that how you two really feel?" Mom asked.

"Duh, where have you been? We've been saying this for years and no one cared to listen to how we feel." Nicole replied.

"Wow." I said getting up and leaving the room.

"Everybody, the Queen of running away from her problems has left the room." Kylie said.

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[Sent]
Conor can we talk?

[Received] McGregor🔥
About what?

[Sent]
I just need to talk to you about our son's schedule. Like holidays and all that stuff. Just text me if you want.

[Received] McGregor🔥
Mhmm

I sighed and threw my phone away from me. I laid in bed upset. I felt like shit. Khabib was in training. I was under the covers warm and cozy. I had a mental breakdown days ago and dad was texting me every few hours to check up on me. I heard the door open and saw my mom walk in.

"Hey mom." I said softly.

"Hey sweetie." She said.

I rolled over. Then my phone went off. I picked it up and it was Conor. Mom walked out of the room and I answered the phone.

"Hello?" I asked.

"What did you really want to talk about because our lawyers already settled that when we were in court." He said.

"Conor, I..." I paused.

"Look Pandora, I do not have the time for your little talks." He said.

"Why are you acting like this? First, Kylie and Nicole. Now you." I said.

"Maybe, because everyone is trying to live their lives and you keep making everything about you but what's new? Khabib gave you a baby yet?" He said.

"Why do you care don't you have a new girl to knock up?" I asked.

He didn't say anything.

"Yeah Conor I guess we're polar opposites." I said then hanging up.

I sat in bed then began crying. My life was fucked up.

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pandorawhite Sometimes you just need to break down to have all the pieces you need to build yourself up again. You hear me crying, but you don't hear. You see my breakdown, but you don't see. You think you know, but you don't know. So I disappear...Some friends and family don't understand this. They don't understand how desperate I am to have someone say, I love you and I support you just the way you are because you're wonderful just the way you are. They don't understand that I can't remember anyone ever saying that to me. I am so demanding and difficult for my friends because I want to crumble and fall apart before them so that they will love me even though I am no fun, lying in bed, crying all the time, not moving. Depression is all about if you loved me you would.

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pandorawhite I thought I was over you. But lately I just need a song, or a scent of the perfume you used to wear to break down into tears and I realized I still miss you. And I never stopped loving you.

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Pandora White
✔thepandorawhite

eternal suffering in infinite directions through infinite realities

Pandora White
✔thepandorawhite

Pandora White
✔thepandorawhite

Hey, it still hurts.