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Summer 09/25/18 Spring
Weirdest thing- I kept seeing five crows. Everywhere I went, five crows. Damnedest thing. Anyway--I hope you already know this but I guess Autumn died?? BUT SHE IS OKAY! OR rather...alive. So I guess that was what the five crows were for! HAHA, I am so relieved. I was starting to really worry, thinking I was trippin hard or just losing my **** entirely, worrying for no reason.
Oh, five crows is an omen for death. But since it was clearly for Autumn, I don't have to worry anymore.
Come to think of it, you're the only one I haven't heard from in a while. Drop me a line and tell me to f-ck off, that I'm an idiot and that five crows means f-ckall, will you, you crabby b-tch?
Love you.
Gray Taylor 09/23/18 Spring is full of surprises lately, and Gray is jarred. The woman breaks apart with his grip, and he only holds her closer, resting his cheek atop her head. This isn’t normal. None of this is normal. Nothing that has transpired between has been normal, in the past month. He doesn’t know what to say, opting instead to be a silent rock for her to lean on. And then, she is snapping.

His gaze would cut in the demanded direction, a single arm leaving her as he leans to lift the top of a neatly stacked pile of paper before grabbing at and pulling the briefcase closer. Upon looking inside, still holding her fiercely to him, his gaze would flicker over the words quickly.

“What the f-ck,” he mutters, lifting the page to look beneath it before returning his arm to wrap around her small frame. Ducking his head down, he would whisper to her. “Tell me what’s going on, Spring. What is this? You know what. It doesn’t matter. You’re coming with me.”
Gray Taylor 09/22/18 His phone chimes once, and he ignores the at first. Leave it to coincidence, and Spring being unusually cooperative. However, it leaves a sour taste in his mouth. He'd expected something else entirely, and instead, she opens her mouth to speak, and.. silence. For a moment, Gray can only stare as she moves to text.

His phone chimes, and Gray gives her a look before pulling out his phone and reading the messages. Several glances are head between his device and the phone before he decides to stoop. Something is off.

Is this the new silent treatment?

Pocketing his phone, he quirks an eyebrow before shoving her feet off the desk gently. A hand would reach out for her, and he would pull her up. This is by no means normal for the two friends, but Gray is on a roll lately. The man would pull her in, intent upon hugging her to him tightly. "The f-ck is wrong, Spring? You should be breaking my balls right now. Repeatedly."
Gray Taylor 09/21/18 With a heavy sigh, Gray stops as his phone buzzes for his attention. A quick read would have him pivot where he stands, briskly walking in the opposite direction. The lab. Of course. He wonders, briefly, if she knows at that had transpired in that room. Gray wouldn't push it.

Upon entering, he closes the door behind him and lets his gaze wander the room before falling upon her. A hand is lifted, begging her silence for just a moment before clearing his throat and approaching slowly. He would round the desk, leaning back into it as he faces her.

A hand is lifted, pushing through his hair before it lands and rests upon the back of his neck. "I didn't handle things well, and I wasn't good to you. You opened up and I..." making a face, Gray shakes his head. He'd questioned her. He'd been less than receptive. "I'm so sorry, Spring."
Gray Taylor 09/21/18 The flight had been short, or at least it felt that way. Gray stepped out into the Moscow air only to hail a cab that would take him to the compound. His thoughts are whirring, but he's only really come to do a single thing. So, once there, he wouldn't text or call. Instead, Gray would begin to search.

Two rooms uncover no signs of Spring, and he becomes restless. With a sigh, he pulls out his phone.

Where are you?
Gray Taylor 09/21/18 Spring
Soon. Relax. It’s fine. Everything is fine.
Gray Taylor 09/21/18 Spring
He looks like a goddamn Abercrombie model. I don't know. I'll see you soon.
Gray Taylor 09/21/18 Spring
I'll be back for a bit soon.
But really. He's creepy on you and your sister both.
She won't f-cking listen, but it's not right.
Gray Taylor 09/21/18 Spring
You have a f-cking creeper, Spring.
Jasper Thompson 09/18/18 Honestly, the reply that comes is a breath of relief. He chuckles, knowing full well she means every f-cking word. What a delight.

Duly noted.
Jasper Thompson 09/18/18 Jasper stares down at the message, biting his lip. A few replies are typed out, all overstepping his boundaries. Finally, he settles with the most dissatisfying response, if only to put her mind at ease in some capacity. He’s too emotional for this sh-t.

You have my word.
Gray Taylor 09/17/18 “Yes,” the answer is quiet, but quick. Gray doesn’t need to really think on it as he already knows his truth. And when she finally does answer his question, those stormy eyes would settle on the glass before him. Another drink poured, and swallowed whole, in quick succession.

She had waited until it wasn’t possible for him to truly react or consider, to tell him how she felt. What’s more, Spring expected him to know, when all that was between them was a strong friendship, and jokes about him. Was he supposed to simply read her mind? Another drink poured, but this time, he sips.

“You have to know that saying that to you was difficult, Spring. Why did you wait until now? Why now? You are my... you’re my best friend, and you waited this long? This is why you fought with Autumn? Am I going to have to keep this part of my life from you, too?”
Gray Taylor 09/13/18 He waits, patient despite the current climate. Spring has a way of making most people uncomfortable, but not him. Gray is tempered, and while he has his own harshness, he is often calm in the face of her constant storminess. It’s how they work. But her question. That has him stunned. For the first time, it shows in the way he stares at her.

He never knew.

“I didn’t... you never...” Borderline speechless, the man swallows before standing up to find his own bottle and a glass, taking his time to pour a glass for himself while he processes. When he sits down again, he would answer her softly. “I had no idea you felt that way, Spring. I honestly didn’t. How long...?”
Gray Taylor 09/12/18 Well, he hadn't expected that, but then he isn't surprised, either. He is quick to dodge the bottle, a known sport when you are friends with the likes of Spring. Though, Gray finds himself steely in the face of this confusion. He could understand the last relationship, but this?


Calmly, he sips his drink, dark eyes settling on the girl easily. This is who he is. Spring would see many walk out the proverbial door, but she would never see him leave her. It simply wouldn't happen. "Why are you upset, Spring?"
Gray Taylor 09/11/18 Spring
It's really not a secret that you're in the kitchen drinking.

Some minutes later, Gray would walk into the space, closing the door behind him and finding his place beside Spring. She is nothing short of a constant, but. She's been left out of the loop for two weeks. Two ridiculous weeks. That really only started being a loop not too long ago. So, no. This is just new.

There is really no careful way to put this.

"I'm f-cking Jasper."

Without a second thought, he grabs at a bottle and takes a swig. Let the closet jokes begin.
Gray Taylor 09/11/18 Spring
We should probably talk. Not about memos.
Mackenzie 09/11/18 My B-tch
I didn’t touch him. Go ahead and ask him.
Mackenzie 09/10/18 My B-tch
Means I let him live another day. Someone needs to break his kneecaps or something.
Mackenzie 09/09/18 My B-tch
Just saved your Jew's life, I did.
Gray Taylor 08/24/18 Spring
I'm bored. Entertain me.
Mackenzie 08/22/18 My B-tch
Jasper says Gray needs to get laid. This is purely for therapeutic purposes. I want to see the f-cker smile. You got a connection?
Gray Taylor 08/19/18 Spring
What should I memo about? You are the boss, now. The memo pad is yours.
Gray Taylor 08/19/18 Spring
You’re still my favorite Jew.
Mackenzie 08/18/18 My B-tch
I'll share. He can buy more. It's only fair. Constantly fresh. No idea. There a chipper nearby?
Mackenzie 08/18/18 My B-tch
I'm beginning to think you just want me to yourself. Can we get some Thai? I'm in the mood for specific flavors. I don't even know what Thai tastes like. It's an issue.
Jasper Thompson 08/18/18 The key hits him square in the chest, and he scrambles and manages to catch it before it hits the ground. “Yeah, I know your f-ckin’ b-tch!” Knowing Mack seems to pay off a lot, in his history. “And I absolutely cannot wait to know more of you.”

With that, he gives a hallowed salute and it’s off the closet for this particular Jew.
Mackenzie 08/18/18 My B-tch
Jews have rat tails?
Why doesn't yours have one?
Why didn't Jasper tell me he's Jewish?
Jasper Thompson 08/18/18 He manages to expertly dodge the kick, but only barely, as his laughter is almost detrimental to his reflexes. “You must be Spring.” It’s a guess, but a damn good one, if he’s anything to say about it. “Mackenzie told me wonderful things about you.”

He hears an opportunity in her barrage, and his eyes widen as a grin stretches his lips once more. “Is that an offer? I’ll worship whatever you want, I’ll make whatever you want.” He isn’t much of a baker, but he could learn, right? “I absolutely must meet your closet Jew. And I need more of you in my life, honestly.” There’s a mischievous glint to his stormy gaze, but it’s absolutely sincere. People like this one shouldn’t be passed up so lightly.
Jasper Thompson 07/30/18 As she assaults him verbally, a smile slowly stretches across his face, his eyebrows arching with every insult and threat. A jew? Another closeted jew? Xeno-- what now? Finally, as she finishes berating him, Jasper laughs long and hard. "Okay, first off, incredible. F-cking excellent." The humor is etched into the crinkles around his eyes, mirth evident in his tone. Most might cringe or cower, but Jasper finds this female exceptional.

"Second, who is this...closeted jew? You have to introduce us, because if he gets this reaction out of you, we must be acquainted. It's integral to my being, and you wouldn't want to keep such an important opportunity from either of us, now would you?"

Mackenzie 07/30/18 My B-tch
Oye. Borrowing a pair of your jeans.
I really like what you did with the bloodstains.
Make a mess of some of mine?
Jasper Thompson 07/30/18 "Your honesty is refreshing," he laughs as the butt bounces off him. "You seem the type that's into whips and chains. Come on, speak more harshnesses at me."

Jameson Orlav 07/20/18 Wow, get you. You know I love it when you talk dirty.
Jameson Orlav 07/20/18 When are you going to stop all of this grab-assing and just invite me back to your place?

Spring Taylor just failed at stealing money from you!
Gray Taylor 06/28/18 Spring
I'm going to need my navy suit back.
Jameson Orlav 05/02/18 To: SPRING@DEATHOFORDER.GOV
Subject: therapy
Body: What a blessing that would have been. I wouldn't be sitting here, plagued, by the smell of your stank ass all the way in Moscow.
Mackenzie 04/28/18 My B-tch
Did you come to Vic's flat last night?
Did you use my hairbrush?
Did we do something?
Summer 04/23/18 Spring
Of course I know Spanish. Babygirl, I've got many, many skills.
I'm alright.
Let's see...To Catch a Jew- you simply promise him or her a romantic, all inclusive getaway to a Kibbutz, where everyone keeps Kosher and Shabbat is served with regularity. Or like, just bake a loaf of Challah. No sane person can resist fresh baked Challah.
Or just like, lure him in with your feminine wiles. This is a 'he' we're talking about I presume? Eh, regardless. Even if it's a she, she won't be able to resist the ole Summers' charm.
Holy sh-t, I just laughed so loud the neighbor dog barked in response.
Mackenzie 04/21/18 My B-tch
You should probably pick up a history book, girl.
Mackenzie 04/21/18 My B-tch
The one with the curls? Have you laid claim to them all?
Mackenzie 04/20/18 My B-tch
I'm thirsty for Jew.
Gray Taylor 04/14/18 Spring
Does it have a name?
Summer 04/05/18 Spring
You know what's worse than a tourist-trap resort in Mexico?
Accidentally drinking the water, then spending the better part of a fortnight in the sh!tter.
Turns out even celestial intestines say No Fvckin Bueno.
Anyway, how you been?
Mackenzie 04/04/18 My B-tch
So. Where's the Jew?
Mackenzie 04/01/18 My B-tch
The f-ck. No. I didn't kill him to start with.
Mackenzie 04/01/18 My B-tch
Going to need a place to stay.
Is Death hiring Merry Murderesses?
Gray Taylor 03/23/18 Spring
If I did, he'd be my neighbor.
Gray Taylor 03/21/18 Spring
Always did like him.
Glad he's well. I know you missed him.
Mackenzie 03/19/18 My B-tch
F-ck. That was accurate as f-ck.
Mackenzie 03/17/18 My B-tch
I want to hear your best attempt at sounding like me.
Gray Taylor 03/13/18 Spring
No. But perhaps yours...
Gray Taylor 03/08/18 Spring
Where are my cufflinks?
Mackenzie 02/25/18 My B-tch
You sexy f-cking minx.
Mackenzie 02/17/18 My B-tch
F-ck yes. I would love to kill some drunkards.
Can Vic come? He's being a bored, sh-tty sh-t.
Mackenzie 02/17/18 My B-tch
Gray Taylor 02/13/18 Jew in Training
Gray Taylor 02/13/18 Jew in Training
I told you not to tell.
Gray Taylor 02/12/18 They won't, if you stop screaming about it.
Gray Taylor 02/12/18 Fantastic. Tell no one you saw me.
Gray Taylor 02/11/18 Thank you. Now if you just said please..
Gray Taylor 02/11/18 I can’t. I don’t have a kitchen. Or potatoes. Or anything else.
I’m fairly certain everyone can hear you. It’s very robust.
Gray Taylor 02/11/18 No. I made you latkes. Are you aware of your snoring ?
Gray Taylor 02/11/18 Use your words. There is no such thing as a Jew cake.
Gray Taylor 02/11/18 I don’t think that’s true. I’m fairly certain you love me.
Gray Taylor 02/11/18 Rude.
Gray Taylor 02/11/18
Gray Taylor 02/11/18
Mackenzie 02/02/18 My B-tch
Done being mad yet?
Mackenzie 11/21/17 Oh Sh-t
You know where I live.
Mackenzie 11/20/17 My B-tch
Can't be mad at me forever.
I'm your b-tch.
Mackenzie 11/13/17 My B-tch
Mackenzie 11/13/17 My B-tch
Mackenzie 11/13/17 My B-tch
Your Jew? The one that looks like an undertaker? I didn't touch his stiff, boring arse.
Mackenzie 11/13/17 My B-tch
Are you done being mad at me?
I don't even know why you're mad at me.
You never talked about a sister.
Mackenzie 11/10/17 My B-tch
That was shades different and we can discuss that.
Later. After I make sure f-cking Victor is alive.
Mackenzie 11/10/17 My B-tch
Is that Victor I see in the obits?
Mackenzie 10/22/17 My B-tch
Thought you'd never ask.
Mackenzie 10/22/17
My B-tch
London. Vic’s place. Where are you?
Nate Mishal 10/21/17 "I've never eaten anyone before..." Nate admits, flicking the joint away as he grows tired with it. It makes his head a little light and fuzzy, but it's nothing too bad and he's not sure why so many people were turned away at the gates for something as silly as drug use. It was just a plant. People eat lettuce, right?

" they taste...oh, hello." he stops and eyes her bare a$$. The urge to kick her, to plant his boot firmly against her butt cheek, is as tempting as all hell. But instead, aware that this may be a greeting he's yet to learn of, Nate shakes his head and slips his hands firmly into his pockets.

"I'm good, thanks." he continues as he walks past her. "C'mon. We can't leave science waiting."
Summer 10/21/17 Spring
You have OUR birthers? Or rather, the sperm donor? In your basement? Alive and intact?
My my, baby sister. You do have more patience than I thought. Or perhaps it isn't patience. Perhaps it is cleverness and the diabolical need to punish.
As for me, it's the b!tch I want.
You know the saying- there's a special place in hell for women who don't help each other. Well, I happen to know a specific place in hell for cows who throw out their offspring like last week's garbage.
A woman like that deserves to have her head shoved up her clown-car tw*t.
Sh!t, I need a bigger blunt, obvs.
...You are talking about our birthers, yea?
Summer 10/20/17 Spring
Are they dead, the breeders?
If not, and if I ever run into them, I will end their cursed existence.
Damn, now I’m hopin’ to run into them.
Imma smoke a bowl and settle the fvck down before I set out on a Breeder Kill Crusade.
Nate Mishal 10/20/17 "Aaawww whaa', tha's i'? You're leeebin' m'alrery?" Nate opens out his arms, somewhat ironically considering his origin. The joint hangs limply from his lips, obstructing his speech.

He grabs it from his mouth, resuming his crucification.

"You've had sh!t in life. I get it. Blah blah blah. We've all had f*cking shi!t. I've been dumped on this godforsaken hell against my f*cking will. You think that was fun? You think it's fun being here? It's f*cking not. So sue me for trying to have a little fun and trying to making f*cking conversation with you. But fun. F*ck the f*ck off. I don't give a flying f*ck. But when you're sat there later, wallowing in your own self pity, all alone, remember that you could have been having some f*cking fun with a random stranger tonight instead. Now shoo, off you pop."
Nate Mishal 10/20/17 “Well they’re new, these lips.” Nate protests, pouting them a little. “I juss gut ‘em.”

He smokes some more as she smokes her own and this time, as he exhales, he forces the smoke toward her face and snorts a laugh.

“How’d you get to be so f*cking angry all the time? Or maybe you just like pain. What if I smashed your face into the concrete, Weed? Cracked your bones in all the wrong places. You like the sound and smell of bloodies bones? I know I f*cking do. So why don’t you get over your sorry a$s self, hitch a ride on the ‘f*ck it train’ and take me out to go main a couple of unsuspecting skin bags?”
Nate Mishal 10/20/17 Nate attempts to catch the lighter, sort of misses…ish, knocking it with his knuckle, reaching to grab it again and somehow managed to secure it between his thumb and finger. Suck skills. Much inner-applause. He lights the joint and tosses it back to her.

“You’ll grow to love me, sh!thead. So get over yourself and chill the f*ck out.” He offers the joint as smoke billows from his mouth. “Want a drag, hag?”
Summer 10/20/17 Spring
It is very weird without him.
Are we fvcking cursed? I was gonna ask if we are damned, but I know the answer to that question.
I think we’re cursed.
Nate Mishal 10/20/17 "I f*cking like you, Weed. You're something else." Nate waggled a finger at her, his face occupied by a wide grin, teeth bared. It's not some pleading admission, but rather a 'Yeah, you'll do' statement. "This f*cking rock is full of sh!t-for-brains and those f*cking nancy dogooders, but you, you speak your god damn mind. It's refreshing. You're the f*cking Spring Awakening to this otherwise hell pit of an excuse for a population. Now, you mind if I borrow that to..." He fiddles in his pocket, pulling out a rolled joint. " light this beast. Or are you planning on setting me alight? I don't mind so much either way but if you choose the latter, it'll be a waste of our potential."
Nate Mishal 10/19/17 A connection. Her body to his as she goes low, aiming for his special place. She's screaming, hurling abuse, and Nate? What does Nate do?

Well sure, the impact of her leg to his d!ck definitely causes his body to move - but it's the force of the action and nothing more. For while he DEFINITELY had junk down below, he doesn't feel the excruciating pain some lesser beings surely would.

He looks down, back up to her, down again and once more to her face, his own blossoming into a grin.

"You're f*cking hot!" he exclaims, and then shrugs. "And I don't say that...ever. Especially about, y'know, blood-sucking fiends or, well, anyone. Bravo. Do you need me to pretend that hurt though? Would that help? Because I can totally grab my balls and cry in agony if that's what gets you off, Weed?"
Nate Mishal 10/19/17 "Oh my god, you actually DO exist. Haaaaaa..." Nate continues to p!ss himself laughing, palms clutching his sides in near-agony. "We had bets! No one... NO ONE would ever think to name their kid 'Weed'...AND HERE YOU F*CKING ARE! That bird-brained Gabriel owes me a metric f*cktonne of moonshine for this one."
Mackenzie 10/12/17 My B-tch
Mackenzie 10/11/17 My B-tch
I might have cursed him with eternal damnation...
Mackenzie 10/10/17 My B-tch
An alliance?! Who sent it? You can eat anyone you like.
Jameson Orlav 10/10/17 To:
Subject: re: alliance

Dear Spring,

I hate your stinking guts.
You make me vomit.
You're scum between my toes.

Love, Jameson.
Mackenzie 09/18/17 My B-tch
Crisps are too salty. I'd rather be the bread to his fondue.
****. It's all f-cking disgusting.
Mackenzie 09/18/17 My B-tch
What. The. ****.
We said no sharing! What the f-ck is going on in London?
Mackenzie 09/18/17 My B-tch
At least your Jew is pretty. I f-cking hate him, but he is nice to look at. Until he starts talking. Then I just want to f-cking punch him. I'm not worried about blue cheese, at that. Why. Has he said he's bored?
Mackenzie 09/18/17 My B-tch
Jews don't live forever. Take the money and run.
Why tf would he turn to blue cheese? What does that mean?
Educate me, you f-cking Jew b-tch. I won't have blue cheese.
Mackenzie 09/18/17 My B-tch
About the same time.
I do think you should do it, though. Jews are rich.
Tell you what, though. Victor.
Nailed it.
Mackenzie 09/17/17 My B-tch
When are you going to marry that Jew of yours?
Summer 09/13/17 Spring
I heard you opened your own outfit. Nicely done, baby sis. I've no doubt in my mind you'll do amazing.
To be honest, I've not a clue what Azhi Dahaka means. I joined them because they are like me, they keep to themselves, and when they do come out of the dark, they scare children. Lo, I have found my people.
Speaking of people, I come from the school of thought that most are actually fvcking a$$holes. If they are like me, or like you, they are all utter tw@ts. With some very limited exception, of course.
I hope it goes without saying, but I've always got your back. Even if it looks weird if I'm fighting from the other side. I'm not as strong as you, never will be. But my feathers can kill a b!tch. It comes in handy. I'll mail you one some time. Not that you need it.
Miss you too, b1tch.
Lucius Dalca 08/27/17 A rather large rectangular package arrives at her door sometime in the afternoon with a note written in fine calligraphy inside. Once she opened it she will see a large black scyth with a razor sharp blade neatly packaged.

Note: To match the new name.
Mackenzie 08/27/17 My B-tch
I'd hit that.
Mackenzie 08/25/17 My B-tch
You sexy beast. Look at you. Love the crew name.
Summer 08/18/17 Spring
Yep, still dancing on poles. Still making a fvckin killing. I invest 80%, the rest I spend on pasties. You know the saying “A fool and his money are soon parted”? It should be engraved in stone in all strip joints. Like, don’t mind if I fvckin relieve you of all the quid in your wallet, stupid bloke.
I don’t know if smoking had control over anything. It’s more that I couldn’t control it? I don’t fvckin’ know, dude. I think I came up with the idea while stoned and just stuck with it.
I stay out in Sydney, with this group called Azhi Dahaka. They’re pretty cool. They keep to themselves. They are like me. Plus it’s nice and hot here, sunny most of the time. It’s perfect. It’s winter right now, kind of a trip. Good time to visit though, for those who aren’t that keen on heat and the sun. *hint-hint*
Douchlav’s? Oh.. The Order? I don’t really fvck with Russia, tbh. Too damned cold and the food is complete garbage. Don’t get me started on the politics. Talk about a nation filled with cold wankers. Literally, the only thing that place has going for it is vodka. And you know what? Other places make booze, so I’m all the fvck set. Fvckin seriously. Anyway. They are kinda like me (The Orlav’s, not Russians. Fvck those guys), so I guess I look at ‘em a little differently. I was gonna ask if they were bothering you, but then had to laugh for about five minutes straight at that thought. What’s got them on your radar? You vacationing up with some drunk pillocks, heard an American accent and it drove you bat sh!t? Understandable, honestly.
Mackenzie 08/12/17 My B-tch
Oye. Is that your husband in the Obits?
Summer 08/09/17 Summer had to scroll down the list quite a ways to finally find the last text exchange between her and her youngest living sister. In fact, when she saw the date of their last contact, her stomach twisted. Had it really been that long? What had happened? She had her own idea, but it wasn’t worth dwelling on. Not as she aimed to reach out.

I was thinking about how I hadn’t heard from you in a really long time. It kinda bummed me out, but then I know you like to keep to yourself and that fvckin’ sapling. I also realized that road went both ways and I hadn’t reached out either. I have my reasons, but not worth hashing out. What matters is that you’re doing good, you and that sapling. Is it a tree yet? What kind is it? I tried my hand at growing a plant but it died, despite my mere fvcking presence being enough for photosynthesis. Go figure.
I quit smoking. It makes me feel like I have one tiny bit of control in my life. So that’s cool.

I meant cigs. I quit smoking cigarettes. Not like, quit smoking everything. I haven’t completely given up on life.
Winter visited not long ago. He’s kind of a mess. I don’t know what’s going on with him. When he was set to leave, I got him an Uber to get to the airport. I haven’t heard from him since.
Okay, longest fvcking text in the history of texting. I went long winded because I know you have unending patience for such sh!t. ;)
Mackenzie 07/23/17 My B-tch
Jesus f-cking Christ. I have news, you dirty slag. BIG NEWS. Like, I'm pretty sure you might want to kiss me. Again. What is that sh-t you put on your lips, anyway? Is that chapstick? Or do you just rub Jolly Ranchers on them between puffs from your cig?
Mackenzie 07/22/17 My B-tch
I thought I smelled you earlier, tried to find you, and couldn't. What f-cking gives? What does a girl have to do to get her main b-tch to pay a visit? Sing f-cking Sabbath? Christ.
Mackenzie 07/17/17 My B-tch
Queen Jew? Omfg. Did you curl your hair? Are you wearing one of those awkward little hats? Is your suit freshly pressed? You need a gold scarf thing. Like the ones priests hang around their necks over their gowns, but for Jews.
Mackenzie 06/29/17 My B-tch
Ultimately, that is what we all want. F-cking creatures.
Mackenzie 06/27/17 My B-tch
You're with the Orlavs? I might have to pick your f-cking brain. xoxo Get here faster.
Mackenzie 06/26/17 My B-tch
YES!! Please come visit me. But no killing. And you have to be careful, because there's a kid present. Don't ask. It's weird. It's not mine. Don't worry. I want to see you in a suit. I bet you look hot af.
Mackenzie 06/25/17 My B-tch
That's unsurprising. Good for you. How does it feel to be a Jew? Are you saving money faster? Has your hair gotten curlier? I moved to New York. Stole the beard and made him come with me.
Mackenzie 06/24/17 My B-tch
I miss your f-cking face. Is that arsehole still holding you hostage in London?
Lucius Dalca 05/30/17 Text: Jewish Springalicious
As in being one of the most hated racial groups in the world type of struggle. Anyways, I am in London to meet the other cheap @ss jew. He mentioned you will want to be there so see you there.
Elisa Stratten 05/30/17 Neighbor Lady

Jeesh, alright alright. Someone's a little touchy.
Lucius Dalca 05/30/17 Text: Jewish Springalicious
You are a jew now prepare for disappointment. Welcome to the struggle, b*tch.
Lucius Dalca 05/29/17 Text: Jewish Springalicious
I knew you would like the idea. By the way, it talks too.. It has 20 original phrases from the Führer himself. Tomorrow I'll bring it to your office.
Elisa Stratten 05/28/17 Scary Crew Member B-tch
I'll keep my eyes out for the giant f-cking @rse pimple f-cking chav stick...right after I make off with this sapling.
Lucius Dalca 05/28/17 Text: Jewish Springalicious
Too kinky but no... You better love that doll like its a god dam conjoined twin... Mini Hitler will be your BFF.
Elisa Stratten 05/28/17 Homeless Hobo
I'm sorry I seem to have lost my contacts...happen to have some puss I could borrow?
Lucius Dalca 05/28/17 Text: Jewish Springalicious
So if I gave you a Hitler doll you will be offended now?
Lucius Dalca 05/16/17 Text: Springalicious
F*ck you...
Lucius Dalca 05/16/17 Text: Springalicious
Where do you come up with these curse words? What the f*ck is a trollop?
Lucius Dalca 05/16/17 Text: Springalicious
I'll light your @ss on fire first. Its just 6 weeks! They will be gone in no time and you get a certificate!
Lucius Dalca 05/16/17 Text: Springalicious
No, you have to go back! I am still paying reparations for that b*tch. What the f*ck is a Light festival?
Lucius Dalca 05/15/17 Text: Springalicious
Hollywood, b*tch! If you ask nicely you might.
Which reminds me... You need to go back to etiquette school.
Lucius Dalca 05/15/17 Text: Springalicious
No, I went to Jurassic Park at California Universal Studios. Sooo close enough.
Deal! Nobody is going to get passed the Nazi Jigsaw army. NOBODY.
Lucius Dalca 05/15/17 Text: Springalicious
Your face is a t-rex @sscrack. I swear to god, I will dress up the Jigsaw he is getting for Christmas as Hitler with the moustache and everything. I am starting to hate Jews..
Lucius Dalca 05/15/17 Text: Springalicious
How the f*ck do you make a Mercy poster and not include me in it?!?!? Am I not motherf*cking important enough?! Is that it?!?!
Mackenzie 05/15/17 My B-tch
Short. Red hair. Tons of tattoos. Smells like a wanker's wand. Fat f-cking fingers. She looks like a wee one, and has this weirdly round nose. And tattoos. Loads of them.
She annoyed me. Pity her.
Mackenzie 05/14/17 My B-tch
This fat fingered, redheaded b-tch just stuck her fingers in my f-cking pocket and thought she was f-cking slick. The f-ck is happening to London?
Mackenzie 05/11/17 My B-tch
I was hungry.
Mackenzie 05/06/17 My B-tch
That husband of yours still alive?
Lucius Dalca 04/25/17 Text: Springalicious
If that is what you want then okay, *****. I am back in London. You at your place? I will shock the f*ck out of you.
Lucius Dalca 04/24/17 Text: Springalicious
The supernatural doesn't work that way ;p. We can most certainly try though. What exactly don't you want to feel? Narrow it down for me.
Lucius Dalca 04/24/17 Text: Springalicious
Its called being human.. When you became a vampire it doesn't change. Sometimes it amplifies but you can learn to cull them.. Do you miss your husband or your feeling something for someone else?
Lucius Dalca 04/24/17 Text: Spring
That is an odd question coming from you.. The answer varies depending on what feelings you are trying to get rid of. Why?
Lucius Dalca 04/17/17 Text: Springalicious
You love him don't you! :-O I f*cking knew it! You do have a heart even if its made of ice and cobra venom :D
Lucius Dalca 04/16/17 Text: Springalicious
You have been quiet, Spring. Wtf is going on with you?!
Mackenzie 03/17/17 My B-tch
At least we're ugly together. No. I haven't demanded yet. Building up is so much more fun. Husband dead yet?
Mackenzie 03/17/17 My B-tch
You're a f-cking Tan, too. But I still f-cking love your fugly mug arse.
Lucius Dalca 03/11/17 Text: Springalicious
Guess who is the top earner in this motherf*cker!? This man thats who! Suck it, eat it, love it!
Mackenzie 03/03/17 My B-tch
You are a f-cking genius. I swear to f-cking god, next time I see you, I am going to lick your f-cking face.
Mackenzie 03/03/17 My B-tch
I've hooked Victor. Am trying to see how far I can push my luck. Am demanding a large cat. He will cave. Ideas for next demand?
Lucius Dalca 03/01/17 Text: Springalicious
Drip drip drip, b*tch.
Lucius Dalca 03/01/17 Text: Springalicious
I don't let anybody cut me up. Or get that close to me, period. Your sister is the exception to the close part but we have known each other for 8 years and counting.. COMON, Not the same thing..
Lucius Dalca 03/01/17 Text: Springalicious
Wait why did they try to operate on you?
That still doesn't answer my question on who 'do' you like :P
Lucius Dalca 03/01/17 Text: Springalicious
You don't like them? Who DO you like at this to point besides me? I know your love for me burns like the hot intensity of a thousand songs XD
Lucius Dalca 03/01/17 Text: Springalici
Its Russia.. Nothing to it really. Good ice cream though!
How should I know? We never hang out anymore.. You gotta promise not to try to kill me :D
Lucius Dalca 02/28/17 Text: Springalici
If I come back to London are you gonna promise not to be mean to me? Or at the very least not try to kill me :P
Lucius Dalca 02/28/17 Text: Springali
WHAT?! Its not my wedding. JFC. Its a friend of mine. She lives in Moscow. Where are you at?
Lucius Dalca 02/28/17 Text: Springa
You'd be bored without me!
I am not sure yet... Supposed to be attending a wedding and sh*t.. Not sure how that event is gonna go. Where are you?
Lucius Dalca 02/28/17 Text: Spring!
Come on... You know you love me around to bring joy and fun into your life! I am one of a kind and you know it :D
Lucius Dalca 02/28/17 Text: Springalicious
You miss me yet? :D
Mackenzie 02/23/17 B-tcharse
Hang on. I'm coming, and I'm bring my scissors. Works every time. I'm gonna Edward Scissorhand your arse.
Lucius Dalca 02/14/17 Lucius searched for Spring and found her. Not like she was hard to track down regardless. All a person needed to do is close their eyes, don't make a single sound, and voila... There was Spring cursing at some poor SOB when she wasn't cursing at her own shadow.

-Target Locked In and Confirmed-

"Hey b*tch! Try catching this one!" Before he even said that he had already thrown the nasty bloody heart at head and made a run for it from his hiding spot. Whether it hit her or not, he didn't care. The man had a plane to catch and did not want die!
Lucius Dalca 02/12/17 The plastic lunch box came sailing through the sky like a missile. He had heard Spring voice and just knew she had found him. Who the f@ck told her where he was hiding?!..... Autumn..

Clunk! Down Lucius goes.

"You B*tch! F@cking hell tha hurt!" He rubbed his head and noticed the blood on his coat. "This is my favorite coat!"
Mackenzie 02/07/17 My B-tch
omfg can we hang piñatas from your ceiling and go to town?
Lucius Dalca 02/03/17 Text: Springalicious
Just remember I love you when you see me next time.......................
Lucius Dalca 02/03/17 Text: Springalicious
I am not your f*cking *****! It will take more to buy this fine piece of @ss!
PS: *gives her a heart emoji*
Lucius Dalca 02/01/17 Text: Springalicious
But it was working sooooo well!
And I am not telling :P I value my life, B*tch!
Lucius Dalca 02/01/17 Text: Springalicious
How is my second favorite season of the year?! Are you still in school?
Lucius Dalca 01/30/17 Lucius feels a cold shiver running down even before reading the full text. Well that was weird.

Text: Springalicius
I think its already working! The # of F*ck yous is already getting shorter. Wooooot! Im paying the school extra for sedatives and a better security team. I think the investment in the long run will be best for your husband, the Coven, London, and the rest of the world!

PS: I am travelling the Witch corner in this side of the world *wink emoji*
Lucius Dalca 01/29/17 Text: Springalicious
You see.. I might have incidentally gave them all your contact information and paid them extra to find you if you don't go. They are going to bomb the f@ck out of your cell phone, home phone and voicemail :-D
Lucius Dalca 01/29/17 Text: Springalicius

I got two things to tell you.. One, I signed you up for the London school of Etiquette.

Two, I am in New York. Have fun Monday at school!
Lucius Dalca 01/26/17 Text: Forecaster B!tch
But.. I
Lucius Dalca 01/26/17 Text: Springalicious
Why is the sky blue?
Mackenzie 01/24/17 B-tch of my life
Mackenzie 01/23/17 B-tch T-t
Lucius Dalca 01/22/17 Springalicious,

Fackkkkkkkkkkk no.... Maybe later. I needs me time. Thanks for the sapling video. I got alll the material I need :D
Lucius Dalca 01/21/17 Text: Springalicious,

I love my suite... I just...
Lucius Dalca 01/21/17 Springalicious

You are correct. We good to go?
Lucius Dalca 01/21/17 Springalicious

You want to show me while I record? I want to be a youtube star :D
Lucius Dalca 01/20/17 Springalicious, What the f#&% is the sapling? Everybody is talking about it!
Lucius Dalca 01/20/17 Springalicious

Do it for the vine ;)
Lucius Dalca 01/18/17 It was done. Your going to love the next couple of days b*tch.. He glared at her during the times she had her back turned then smiled when she faced him. It was more or less what kept happening until they made their way to the Coven home. "Why does it come as no surprise that the males in your family are all flaming butt pirates? With women like you around to take the rein, it wouldn't surprise me if you had a ****** in between your legs either you fat twat."

He shrugged and tried to get into his zen/happy place but every single time he tried she just kept smashing it. Jesus, here comes another little Game of Thrones Joffrey with a f8cking wig on and the crossbow of destruction. Such a sadistic f#ck. "Another thing why would I want to f@ck you? That's like going into an iron cheese grater with spikes all over the hole just shredding everything going in or out. No thank you angry Kristin f*cking Stewart... Im good but if the day ever comes when I want to shoot myself in the head with an emo succubus, Ill come get you."
Lucius Dalca 01/18/17 "Ohh... my... f@cking.. God...." He wanted so hard to bang his head against hers but he held his bearing even when she got closer to him still. He just wanted to get this over with... with this walking plague. The Black Death had nothing on this f*cking *****. Sooo much hatred in such a little thing... Just why? Why god? And great, she was kicking him too. He almost growled as she started leading him to the Coven building.

Every step he was chanting the rite in his head and weaving signs secretly behind her. Tomorrow was going to be a new day.. Brandddd 'new' day for Spring. "The same amount of time when you got fangs shoved up your nasty, ****-stained @sshole..." He responded back to the last question she asked while wondering if female vampires got their periods. "Seriously... How the f@ck did you get married... Did you use a love potion or had a witch work some type of vodoo f%cking magic to get him to marry you." He just had to know.
Lucius Dalca 01/18/17 Just keep smiling, smiling, smil..inggg.... F@ck, this was so hard to do with this angry emo porcupine but he managed it well. He couldn't believe someone would marry this...this thing.. He reminded himself to get her husband a trophy for not killing her or offing himself.

This b!tch was worst than the gas chamber during the holocaust.. F*ck sakes she is getting into his personal space now. "Can you just shut the f*ck up and lead on already??" He responded in a calm tone while keeping the smile intact... Barely. Just barely but still clinging on to his lips. "Jesus, personal space too, woman. Personal f*cking space." He hid one hand in his back making small signs for the spell while the other one kept in front in case she was going for an attack.

He never knew with her. In the years since he last saw her she had grown more restless and just meeting her in London was... Ugh... Thank you for leaving me alone Autumn thank you so f+cking much. Spring was the type of person which would have a segment dedicated to her in a 1,000 Ways to Die.

Lucius Dalca 01/17/17 Lucius tried hard not to bang his head on the wall. How the f@ck can someone named Spring be such a pain in the ass.. She was the total opposite to spring, or autumn for that matter! Maybe a total eclipse or something jacked up like the black hole but spring?? Her parents were either obsessed with the weather or had the biggest sense of humor in this god forsaken world. Either way, he joined their coven so he'd have to suck it up but perhaps not entirely.. He didn't have to be overtly strong but he could be smart and use his powers to an advantage without the others figuring it out it was him...

"Would it kill you not to be such a f*cking prick about it? Smile for once. Look follow my example " He said almost like the last sentence was a 'key' word to a rite. He wanted her to turn around and go about her way so he could try the spell again. For that the energy needed to flow and feel almost natural to her before it shrouded her aura.

He smiled. It was forced.. Sooooo forced but it was a smile.
Lucius Dalca 01/17/17 Lucius had this dreadful sigh hearing that familiar voice from that familiar person. Its her again....... Not having her as a b*tch for a week felt so good. Maybe a few more days... Just a few more f_cking days..

As he turned around to face her, he ends up catching a key and raising an eyebrow at Spring. "I do have magic sodding fingers, vampy." He responded back to her with a smirk as he looked down at the key, "This is the key to her house?" He asked with a little bite at the end.
Summer 01/13/17 Grabbing her phone to respond, Summer stopped short. F-ck her sideways if seeing the words "my husband" from Spring didn't floor her. Cracking up as she walked down the busy streets, shoulders bumping into passerbys, Summer sent her reply.

Do I know any slag hobo's? Have you SEEN my usual type of guy I shag? Don't answer that. The answer is: of course I do. There must truly be trouble in paradise if you want me to sic some of these goblin-d-cked douchecanoes after your groom. I'll text you some numbers.
Uh, do me a favor though. Don't say who gave you the number. I don't want them to remember me. It's hard enough to shake some of these cretins.
Summer 01/12/17 Spring Summers just stole $0.00 from you!

You hard up for cash, lil mama? I've got singles by the bundle, babe. I just take 'em out of my chonies as soon as they are put there. XD
Mackenzie 01/08/17 My B-tch
Wait. Wait. Are you f-cking married, or are you a couple of tweens oogling? God dammit, Spring. Hit that sh-t. Blindfold the sapling, and hit it. Like, not literally. Bang. Jfc. Take it from me, it works. I've been married more times than I can count on one hand.
Mackenzie 01/08/17 My B-tch
YOU HAVE SEEN HIM NAKED!? I mean, is it more like a choooooode, ooooor... just unfortunate? You know what? It's okay. It's all about the motion in the ocean, yea? So long as you don't kill each other, it will be okay.
Mackenzie 01/08/17 My B-tch
Omg. You are totally into him. Angry twin, I think you actually LIKE him. Don't worry about Sol. We've been doing this dance for a looooong time.
Mackenzie 01/04/17 My B-tch
No... I'm not married. But I am pretty sure I proposed to Solomon last night, and I don't regret it so much. Haven't heard anything from him. Might be dreaming. ...are you married?
Summer 01/04/17 Spring
I was gonna ask if you are mad at me too, but then I realized you're always mad. I'm gonna take that as a victory.
Mackenzie 12/29/16 Spring
wtf. Why can't he be killed? Give me a name. I'll f-cking end him.
Mackenzie 12/20/16 B-tch
Got a thing for Vic, do you?
Mackenzie 11/26/16 To: B-tch
From: LOL B-tch

Apparently, going home to London for take-out.
Summer 11/22/16 Not expecting a response from either of her sisters, Summer couldn't help but giggle as she read the response from Spring. With a noisy stretch, she rolled out of her cozy bed and tugged on a pair of leggings emblazoned with dollar signs. Giving a shrug, she decided to roll with the men's button down shirt she was wearing. Who knows who the original owner was, and who really cared. It was cozy and now hers. Slipping her woolen-socked feet into a pair of well worn Birkenstocks (they could take away her patchouli and dreads, those damned angels would have to pry her Birkenstocks off her cold, dead feet), Summer grabbed her purse and ran downstairs. She wasn’t sure where Blaize was, so she didn’t bother with shouting a goodbye. He was likely down in the basement painting. Definitely didn’t want to bother that process. Hopping into her light blue VW Bug, she sped off through the rainy streets to Springs place.

Knocking as she let herself in, Summer kicked off her sandals at the front and grinned at her sister, tossing the carton of Noblesse on the couch. “Seriously, they give those to prisoners in the Israeli jails. Not as a courtesy, but as punishment. You’re welcome.” Snickering, she flopped down, unbothered by the patchwork duct-tape upholstery. “Now. About that drink?”
Summer 11/21/16 She’d heard through the tiny grapevine that was her family that her sisters had a blow out fight. Summer flopped onto her bed, shoving pillows out of the way, staring at the ceiling. Fairly sober, she licked her lips out of nervousness and put her hand on her belly. Discord among the very few she actually loved in this world made her feel physically ill. She didn’t know what the fight was about and she didn’t need to. That was between them. Despite that, Summer felt like she needed to reach out to the two bullheaded women, knowing that they were very likely isolating themselves. With a sigh, she chuckled as she glanced at her tall, antique apothecary chest. Each tiny drawer contained a different means of escape and isolation for the woman. They all had different ways of quieting the storm.

Rolling over, she grabbed her phone and sent out a text to each, just needing to send out that tether to her baby sisters.

Spring, my shining diamond- I finally returned from Jerusalem. Yes, I did pee on her grave. No, I did not get caught. I brought home some Israeli cigarettes for you. They’re called Noblesse and I guess they are just awful. Like, wreck your throat terrible. You’ll love ‘em. And I love you, no matter what. Xoxo- S
Mackenzie 11/20/16 To: My B-tch
From: Other B-tch

Why didn't you tell me about this place sooner? Wtf. I'll be there in half. DNA test because I'm not convinced we're not f-cking related. What if you're my great great great f-cking niece. Weird.
Mackenzie 11/20/16 To: My B-tch
From: Other B-tch

Where are you? I need a proper drink, and a DNA test.
Mackenzie 11/19/16 To: Spring
From: B-tch

Decided to try out the cliché look. What do you think?
Mackenzie 11/15/16 The carnival was a year ago. More than! After that, I got married, separated, camped on his couch, made him mad, made out with him, pissed him off again, went back to my husband, and then... he went off the grid for a bit. Actually, he's not answered my texts in ages.
Mackenzie 11/14/16 Wait. What? He is Mr. Morals, and all, but my sticky wedding isn't his issue. Well. It's a small issue. But one he'd likely look over because I can only do so much. ...You know, he won me a teddy bear at a carnival once. And bought me popcorn.
Mackenzie 11/14/16 Oye. What I f-cking need is a goddamn divorce. What do you do when your estranged husband can't pay his half? What is that sh-t? The bank says no!
Mackenzie 11/14/16 How badly do you want to know why Solomon King isn't jumping at his chance? Is it something likely to kill you, or a fancy?
Mackenzie 11/14/16 Garlic? Are you kidding? He is such a lying bugger. That man. It's his beard. It's full of secrets.
Mackenzie 11/14/16 Jaysus. I go away for one week and you're raising holy hell. ...What did he say?
Summer 11/08/16 Hmmm. Spring didn't look nearly as excited as Summer felt about her super cute wings. What was with her? Tilting her head to the side, her eyes widened with surprised curiosity. "Yea, I died. Everyone gets these." With a gasp and cluck of her tongue, Summer glanced nervously upward and chastised Spring in a hushed, shocked voice. "Spring! You can't shove your fangs in their faces. She doesn't mean it!" Summer yelled the last part at the sky. A lone pigeon flapped its wings in response, uncaring. Smiling sweetly, the dim blonde tried her best to reassure the woman in front of her, clearly angry as a wet cat. "I'm fiiiine. I like it. It's fun. My wings smell like cotton candy and I can really be a vegan now. Not like earlier." Summer's nose wrinkled in distaste, recalling her feeble attempts to feed on only vegetarian or vegan people. It was a paradox that was obvious even to the intellectually challenged like Summer. Gasping again, Summer squealed, "You're jealous, aren't you! That's it, I just know it. You wish you were an angel too. Imagine that, Spring Weed is actually jealous of ME!!" Her voice raised in octaves out of excitement as she spoke.
Mackenzie 11/07/16 For you, I will pave the road with p-ss poor intentions and pick the best of the litter for your drunken munching. God knows, you are such an eloquent drunk. And so f-cking creative.
Mackenzie 11/07/16 My *****. You sexy beast. I don't care what the papers say, you are by far the most charming individual I've ever met.
Summer 11/07/16 Blinking a few times, Summer stated plainly, "Spring I have no idea if you've been knocked out. Am I....? I don't know the answer to that question either, but guess what! I DIED!" She nearly gushed with excitement, rubbing her head where she was bopped. "And I went to Hell, but Lucifer was soooo rude! Oh my different-god, he was so mean, Spring!" Her voice pitched upward in a whine. "So then I got sent to heaven. It's so lame up there. Like, so so boring. But I got these. Watch." Summer released her wings, white tinted with hot pink. Her eyes lit up like Vegas, like she'd never seen them before. "Aren't they amazing? I picked the color myself. Albert said no other angel has pink wings. Told you- F*ckin' boring."
Summer 11/07/16 "Sprung?!!" Wait...that sounded wrong. "SPRING!! Oh my god!!" She shrieked before promptly slapping her own hand over her mouth, casting a guilty look heavenward. "I mean, oh my different-god! What happened to you?"
Mackenzie 10/16/16 Jesus Christ. It's a ****ing phalange, isn't it? I knew I saw a goddamn bit go flying. Goddamn aristocrats just can't keep it together.
Mackenzie 10/16/16 New clothes. Screw haircuts. Why? Is something wrong with my hair?
Mackenzie 10/08/16 You must know the answer. Is this a trick question?
Jameson Orlav 10/07/16 The man runs through, ripping mindlessly at his veins where tubes and needles had been inserted. Something attached to him beeps, and he flails around like swatting at the sound might make it go away. Actually, he looks a bit like he's been abducted by aliens and then left to die in some desolate cornfield.

"DON'T even talk to her. She's crazy. AND armed." The man snaps, a hitch in his step as he toddles off.
Mackenzie 09/24/16
Mackenzie 09/24/16 If I were a ****ing Magic 8 Ball, I would say no in a very colorful ****ing way. You speak angry.
Mackenzie 09/19/16 Yea....nah.
Mackenzie 09/10/16
Mackenzie 09/08/16 F-ck! Have I lost you?! Are you still in there?! Is it finally time to break out the electroshock therapy kit?!
Mackenzie 08/31/16 Oye. Are you ever not pissed off? F-ck.
Mackenzie 08/09/16 ...Like a girl date?
Mackenzie 08/01/16 T-ts and f-cking wine.
Mackenzie 07/29/16 And run the f-ck away from anyone wearing plaid. Yes.
Mackenzie 07/29/16 You look f-cking amazing in stripes.
Mackenzie 07/24/16 F-ck yea! And we can wear matching outfits and do our hair the same and wear yesterdays makeup the same! Better yet, we could both just dress up as that creepy b-tch from The Ring. Scare the ****ing monocles off the drunks.
Mackenzie 07/24/16 Yes. To the bar. We go to the bar. Now. You and me. We can probably make people think we are sisters, too. Look at us. ****ing twins. ...Except you're tall. F-ck it.
Mackenzie 07/24/16 ...You are the sister I never had.
Mackenzie 07/23/16 I love it when you wear yesterdays makeup. So fetch.
Mackenzie 07/17/16 YES. Oh, word of f-cking warning. This one is weird. Turns out, he's got this weird fetish. Likes to be called Poopsy Doodles. ...Sounds like mum issues, if you ask me. Good thing there is f-cking two of us.
Mackenzie 07/17/16 Jesus f-cking Christ, of course you can. But you need to shower. You smell like a Hobo. Wait... no... that is clearly perfume. Or... wait... what is that? Oh, f-ck it. Let's go kill our man.
Mackenzie 07/17/16 I f-cking did it. I was walking home last night and I spotted him. Thank f-cking God, I wasn't covered in blood again. I got him. Like a f-cking Pokemon, I caught him. He's shackled to a bed. Still alive. His heartbeat is divine. But seriously... it was like this.

Mackenzie 07/14/16 Well, we have to f-cking find them first. And then we have to decide on how we want to kill them, because I am not sucking that ridiculously sour f-cking blood. F-ck that. And THEN... we have to find our handsome bloke. The rest is easy. But those b-tches...
Mackenzie 07/11/16 Jesus f-cking Christ. There's more of you.
Mackenzie 07/07/16 No. I mean like that movie Jem, but spelled properly. Gem. I just want to paint your f-cking face with schnozberries and lick it. Because then, it would taste like goddamn schnozberries.
Mackenzie 07/06/16 You're a f-cking gem.
Mackenzie 07/04/16 That's it. You are clearly my spirit animal. Spring Summer, never fall. Please. I'm begging you.
Mackenzie 07/04/16 Nudists, then. That's some fancy bloody sh-t they came up with just so they could walk around in their birthday suits all day. Socks, however, totally counter their argument of exposure.
Mackenzie 07/04/16 Jesus. It could be worse, you know. Your name could be Purple Haze, or Joanna Manc-ck, or -oh! I read about this one person somewhere named Sh-t Fun Chew. Can you f-cking imagine? All those burning bags of festering turd left on the doorstep? ...Actually, no. I think you have it worst of all. I don't know your father, but I am 99.99% sure he is not something I would want to see in only socks. ...Did he sock his.. um.. you know, at least?
Mackenzie 07/04/16 Well, if you're going to go there... were they at least smoking the good stuff? Because your name is just unfortunate. You should sue.
Mackenzie 07/04/16 ...You amuse me. A great deal. I don't know why, but you definitely do.
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