Twisted Bitch

London

Lie, cheat, steal ... Dante will do anything to get his way.

I drew a line.
I stay on one side and Dante on the other, plain and simple.
Blurry, blotchy, and broken in most places, this line I've drawn, the one that says absolutely no f*****g Dante beyond this point, is useless. We'll have to be around each other, and there's no way to change that ... yet.
He's stomped, trampled, and annihilated my all too important line to get to me.
He's crossed that line, and he's coming for me.

Dante

Use, abuse, and torture ... London will do anything to hurt me.

She's in an unwinnable fight.
It's a battle London has no chance of winning, no matter how hard she fights it.
I want what I want and I make no apologies for it. She can push me away. She can run, she can hide, but I'm one fast motherf****r, and I will always catch her. I want her in my life and that is exactly where she'll be. She'll be right where I put her.
There is nothing she can do, because wherever she is, I will be there too.

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