If my hair gets any frizzier, I'll shave it to the scalp. Or light it on fire. Whichever is easier.
Victoria ScottDante.Oh,Dante.Seal me!Seal me so hard!.He grabs my hips andpumps his toward mine.Oh,Dante! You're so hot when you seal souls.I shove my idiot-of-a-best-friend off me and laugh.What the hell was that? I ask.My new move.
Victoria Scott