Streams of fire via her alarmingly suggestive eyes, she’s been blaspheming the whole darn lot of them and they simply cannot stay away – because her existence is unobtainable and this simply kills them all because nobody ever anticipated the Spanish inquisition

– a girl who likes to toil with their every emotional stance, till but uttermost devoid of reasons for being

She’s keen, utterly infatuated by their handsome and manhandling ways, and she wants to bed em all, leave em for rapscallion dead

To see her stretched naked and wriggled awry would be to reach heady heights… only to realise full well you will fall to an untimely yet promiscuously permitted, self-aggrandised demise

She puts the pretty in pretty

The starry-eyed sting in the scorpion tail