If you hurt her, I will kill you. She pointed her finger at me for emphasis. I was perfectly still, giving zero fucks about this five-foot-four gnome firing threats at me like she was Rambo. Cock-bloc...
If he and my father could’ve killed each other without legal consequences, I’d have two less headaches to worry about.
I wish I could rewrite you out of my life But all your pages are highlighted Dog-eared and thumbed to death I can no longer read you But you are still my favorite poem
I need you to do this for my peace of mind. Her gaze cut to mine, her blue eyes shining with emotion. From a selfish point of view, I want you to win Luna back, because knowing you two are together wo...
I always wondered what a royal bitch would find in a dirty stray. But I know now. Oh, I know very well why girls of pedigree love the mutts. They’re forbidden. Exciting. And taming them is a challenge...
Her fake tan was the exact shade of a KFC chicken thigh.
He said he doesn’t know any Emilia, but he does know a girl named Help.
Fuck ’em. Fuck ’em to death. Fuck this town, and its preppy, judgmental residents, and every idiot who looks at us funny. Don’t you get it? We’re the outliers. The rejects. We’re free. Free to do what...
Francesca Rossi, you’re even prettier than you were last summer.You always say that.And I always mean it. I’m not in the habit of wasting words.
Falling in love is similar to déjà vu It’s finding a home in a stranger When I met you four and a half years ago, I saw who you were I just had to figure out who I was So I gave you something to make...
DEAR SELECTIVE AMNESIA, I need you in my life right now. Yours, Hopelessly idiotic girl
Célian: If you two were to read anything more substantial than the National Enquirer, such as our company’s newsletter from three months ago, you would know that messenger chats on our web software ar...
Because that was the problem with society. It cared too much about who you fell in love with but never about the why. The why matters. The who is irrelevant (but the band was great, so there's that).
Ask me what I want again, I said softly, and she grinned, pressing her lips to my chest through my tee.What do you want? she murmured. Her hair smelled fantastic. Like flowers and how my fucking pillo...
Angelo: It was always you, goddess.
Am a rusty barbwire, twisted together, knotted into a ball of fear.
Young and Beautiful
To Brittany Danielle Christina and Jacquie Czech Martin, and to strong women everywhere. May we be them, may we raise them, may we support them.
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I called you here because I want to eat your pussy and fuck your brains out. And I want your pussy to smell and taste like a pussy, not like soap.