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Friday
Sep152017

Jeaniene Frost

I'm saying that I'm a moody, insecure, narrow-minded, jealous, borderline homicidal bitch, and I want you to promise me that you're okay with that, because it's who I am, and you're what I need.

Ask me if I sparkle and I’ll kill you where you stand.

If you run from me, I will chase you, and I'll find you....

If I die, I will wait for you, do you understand? No matter how long. I will watch from beyond to make sure you live every year you have to its fullest, and then we’ll have so much to talk about when I see you again… 

You know that old saying. Once you go dead, no one's better in bed.

Don't kiss me like a woman if you're going to treat me like a child.

Lucifer's bouncing balls, Kitten, not again!

"He f**ks even better than he looks”, I settled on saying. Several heads turned. I didn’t care; I was pissed. “And that beautiful face is going to be clamped between my legs as soon as we get home, don’t you worry."

 think we need to have a little talk, woman to skank.



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