You dictate nothing to me.
I don't negotiate with terrorists.
I keep Steve...no matter wtf happens on this planet.
I don't need your fucking permission for shit, much less what occupies my thoughts as a woman.
You dictate nothing to me.
I don't negotiate with terrorists.
I keep Steve...no matter wtf happens on this planet.
I don't need your fucking permission for shit, much less what occupies my thoughts as a woman.
That was an open ended invite. Not a negotiation. I’m great. I know you’ll be as well.