You hurt her I end you. You touch her I end you. She doesn’t deserve this. If you touch her you will have the fight of your life. I will throw you to the depths of Tartarus. I will embrace my inner hijacked Peeta. I will become the Tracker Jacker to your Glimmer. You won’t know what hit you if you touch her any way shape or form. Leave her alone. Got it?!
It’s on bitches.
Looking forward to Friday. Either going to KidsKingdom with the Best One, or seeing the Hunger Games with the Best One
Relating to my last post, I am SOOOOOOOO sorry. Oh wait, I DON’T CARE. It’s not my problem. Tumblr is my bitching place. Don’t like? Tough. xoxo
Ask me a question! Doesn’t have to be TW related but it can be. ASK ME ANYTHING. AT ALL. IT’S HONESTY HOUR BITCHES.
