Miss Priss

I'm moving forward, but I'm not there yet...

I can weave a noose for your arrogance with the tip of my tongue, braid my vengeance into a double helix of dignity, and collapse every chance you ever had of hurting me like sediment, into something solid: my own self worth. Ashley Wylde, To The Bitch Who Stole My Girlfriend (via chooseloveoverfear)

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