But how much more than deceit can you expect from the son of a serpent? I’ll translate that into money then at least I’ll feel like I earned something from being the fool’s fool. Like a day’s wage in servitude. Continue Reading
She woke up, head still pounding to the beat of an awfully unpleasant girl’s night out…she decided to scroll through the camera roll to try and piece together the foggy events of last night. She found ten pictures she didn’t remember taking. All, except for one, were of her in various sleeping positions. Continue Reading
