"Good girls are made of sugar and spice. But I'm a badass bitch made of fire and ice."

"Be the kind of woman that when your feet hit the floor in the morning, the Devil says, “Oh shit, she's up.”"

"As the shit deepens.. I just smile and buy higher heels."

|| Zoning out. #OfflineForSleep

"Jack Sparrow gets me. I prefer rum, apple martinis, or red wine over /coffee./ That was so in the 1950's."

"If Fiorella doesn't chop off Dario's hair in the next 5 seconds, /I/ will."

She gasps. "OH. That's it! Dario's world–and head–is 'bout to be ruined!!"

"HELL NO. YOU CALLED MY FACE NOT FAIR, BISH."

"Bring it, does-not-like-touching boy."

"You....uh.. MOOD-RUINER!!"

"YOU RUINED MY MOOD BY TELLING ME MY FACE ISN'T FAIR. SO.. YOU WILL PAY!!"

She laughs. "That's hilarious. Nothing in the world could make you beautiful–especially more beautiful than me."

"And that Dario answers the question of why you're single. When I don't need makeup to get a guy." She smiled sweetly.

"I don't trust you..." (Jackson O. Frost)

"Suuuure. But, we both know that if you tried, You'd end up in the dumpster."

"Exactly. But I can get one. So, what do you say you stop stalling, and we start fighting? Like a real man. Not like a /baby./"

"Oh, and Dario–just a warning before we start the fight. I'm armed."

"NOT UNTIL YOU TAKE BACK WHAT YOU SAID ABOUT MY FACE, LLAMA BOY!!"

|| I have no muse for this account anymore, I may flip. :( ||