I don't faint at the sight of blood. Especially not the sight of yours.
No worries sweetie; you won't be awake long enough to see any blood but I'll make sure you taste it after I lick it off your face and spit it down your throat.
I don't faint at the sight of blood. Especially not the sight of yours.
No worries sweetie; you won't be awake long enough to see any blood but I'll make sure you taste it after I lick it off your face and spit it down your throat.
I don't faint at the sight of blood. Especially not the sight of yours.
No worries sweetie; you won't be awake long enough to see any blood but I'll make sure you taste it after I lick it off your face and spit it down your throat.
You argue like an old woman. Odds are heavy that you fight like one, too.
No man ever taught you to fight, because no man can stand your faggy ass.
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That's all you got cunt?
Fat doesn’t go up, it goes out.
No man ever taught you to fight, because no man can stand your faggy ass.