Trust Is Always A Good Idea. For

My Father Used To Say That It’s Not Enough To Just Beat An Attacker Off. You Have To Hurt Them Enough That They’ll Know Not To Tangle With You Anymore. Or Preferably Kill Them. (wren)

And You, My Best Friend On Earth, My Soul Sister Who Shares Chunky Monkey Scoops And Beefcake E-mails At The Drop Of A Hat, The Woman Who Made Me Wear A Frothy, Ruffled Lime-colored Bridesmaid Dress That Added Fifteen Pounds To My Hips, Are Going To Spill Your Guts To Me, Aren’t You? (sunshine) No Fair And The Dress Wasn’t Lime, It Was Mint. (selena) It Was Lime-icky Green And I Looked Like A Sick Pistachio. (sunshine)

Oh, By The Way, Is This Your Armor? (grace) It Is, Or Was. (julian) Can We Keep It? (grace) If You Like. Why? (julian) ’cause, Ooo Baby, You Are One Hot Tamale In That Getup. This Outfit Alone Will Get You Laid At Least Four Or Five Times A Day. (grace)

I Live For A Woman Who Scratches, Just Make Sure To Keep It On The Back, Baby, I Dont Like Scars." ~otto Carvalletti

Weird. I Rang It Three Times.” – Nekoda “there Might Be Something With Out Condo.” ‘other Than The Fact That It Lived Under A Perpetual Dismal Cloud And Was Infested With Roaches The Size Of His Fist. It Was Probably Over A Hellmouth, Too, That Didn’t Allot For Any Kind Of Reception Other Than Two Cans Joined By A Length String.’ – Nick