There was once a born princess with skin white as snow, her hair was black as night, and people would stare wherever she would go. But with beauty, came tragedy. The princess soon lost her father, and was betrayed by her stepmother. She became a...

[this is riveting]

_{{like poetry}}

creatorxmonster:

“Alcohol is flammable. I have a lighter. And if I vomit, I’m fairly certain that if I aim it at someone, I can easily set them on fire.”

_{"Granny wouldn’t be too pleased with you.}

_{"Especially when she washes these floors twice a day.”}

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