Don’t make me throw my boot at you, because I will, you grumpy high testosterone driven male
– Keisha Keenleyside
Kill them with success, and bury them with a smile
– Keisha Keenleyside
I have no use for your body, for within its youth lies a rotten wench already deceased.
– Keisha Keenleyside
Love is relentless, and so am I.
– Keisha Keenleyside
May the fleas of a thousand camels invade the crotch of the person that ruins your day. And may their arms be too short to scratch.
– Keisha Keenleyside
Fight for what you believe in, for if you don’t you will be forever fighting against yourself.
– Keisha Keenleyside