*Scoff*.
yea)( keep walkin your lane ya jaundiced lookin trollop
!!! HAH. Jaundiced. And yet look at you. Dripping in it. Yup, your favorite: Gold!
i make it look good. i own it. all you got goin on is t)(e piss in your very veins, suns)(ine. t)(ink all t)(e sunkissed looks in t)(e world can )(ide it. but youre just one bad accident away from lookin like anot)(er bruised banana.
Funny... as if II haven't been rocking the GOLD my whole life. My husbands and II look great in it, and that's just a fact. Oh, sorry—you might not understand that sentiment. Remind me, how many quadrants have you filled again...?
No one meets my standards. No one ever will. Watc)( your tongue and tread very carefully from )(ere on.
So you can dish it but you can't take it, huh? II was hoping for more resilience from a fellow empress, but II guess my hunch is correct: violence, anger, threats, it's all just a cover-up for true weakness. Too bad! Maybe II'll let you partake in my paradise after a proper apology.
I will find your paradise and burn it myself. T)(e sky will matc)( t)(e color of your blood and t)(e water will matc)( to boot before it vanis)(es to vapor. I will R----END t)(e very continents beneat)( you and split t)(em to kill t)(e very )(eart and core of your work until it is a cold, empty place. A world w)(ere not)(in grows, can never grow, and )(ave no )(ope of growin again. -Everyt)(in, all of it, gone. Your life will be forfeit. Neit)(er you, or your friends, or ANYON----E can protect you. LOV-----E CANNOT PROT----ECT YOU, FROM M---------------------------------------------E!
T)(en in time, I will innovate fear upon you, and teac)( you t)(e meanin again.