Death whispers your name to me.




(No Ratings Yet)Unless I’m at a wedding, I don’t like veiled threats.




(No Ratings Yet)I’m going to fuck you up until your mother bleeds.




(No Ratings Yet)Have my moments, Doll, have my moments.




(No Ratings Yet)By heaven, I’ll make a ghost of him that lets me.




(No Ratings Yet)Or at least half price.” And he was gone again.




(No Ratings Yet)Washington likes to threaten the people over whom they exercise power.




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