You know, we queens loathed rain at the beach, small cocks, and reality, I think. In that order.
Dancer from the DanceIf someone grabs you in the street, hit hard and fast, because you may not get a second chance.
The Exiled QueenSo many things in language can never be known or settled or explained, except by custom.
Between You & Me: Confessions of a Comma QueenOh, honey, of course it hurts! Beauty is pain. But you don't want to look like a troll, do you?
Beauty Queens