<img style="avatar" src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f206/Blade_Redwind/Alonimi/Saint01.png" style="max-width:25%;float:left;margin:0 18px;]“Fucking bitch,” he snapped after she got her two cents out. A line in his jaw ticked as his eyes narrowed. “You need me to bring you a damn soapbox to stand on? Or maybe two, pipsqueak?
“A pulpit might be better with all fuckin’ preachin’ screeching’ coming out of your garbage trap of a mouth.” And then he snorted, crossing his arms over his chest as he gave her a look. “Could find a better use for that tongue, but it’s the stick up your ass that’s got you busy right now, munchkin.”
“A pulpit might be better with all fuckin’ preachin’ screeching’ coming out of your garbage trap of a mouth.” And then he snorted, crossing his arms over his chest as he gave her a look. “Could find a better use for that tongue, but it’s the stick up your ass that’s got you busy right now, munchkin.”
Sometimes I feel like a girl~... sometimes I don't~ 