Twatwaffling she-devil

“True love doesn't have a sick desperation to it, and undercurrent of doom. Peop…”

“I know what I know of you," he whispered into my ear, his breath hot. "And I wa…”

“Frankly, I don’t think I could hang out with you if you weren’t the vice type o…”

“Sorry,” he said, not sounding very sorry at all. “I… well, nevermind.”“Nevermin…”