she was the type of person youd want in your bedroom the type youd push against the bedframe if shed only give you half a chance
the one you wouldnt take to a family dinner (or for granted) one **** up and shed be gone but she was never a princess she was always queen cause why be depend when you could dominate get everything you need (on a silver platter) she was the one with the dark side but could tickle the sun if need be the one with the heart of gold but a twisted mind the one that could eat you alive and spit you out for breakfast shes the one with the piercing green eyes the ones that make cats jealous (and horn dogs) the ones that leaves danced for the ones that made snakes wishing they had her the ones you wished you could settle but that would only cause trouble