We girls are prewired to like things that make you suffer.




(No Ratings Yet)I don’t mumble anymore, collector.I’m not a collector anymore, pipsqueak.




(No Ratings Yet)Staring at her, his reasons are lost to me.




(No Ratings Yet)A seal the size of Canada attaches to her soul light.




(No Ratings Yet)I’m surprised he doesn’t reach for a wet nap to rid his hands of my general poorness.




(No Ratings Yet)You’re beautiful. If you believe it, they’ll believe it.




(No Ratings Yet)Things only get darker from here, doll. Might want to hold my hand for this.




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