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The Devil didn't want any competition so he'd refused my admittance to hell more times than I could count by now.
When life gives you assholes, make assholeaid.
Your boyfriend’s not the Devil, lass, and he ain’t deep in hell neither,” he growled, his voice roughened like sandpaper. “Because he’s right here and he’s got big plans for you.”
His beard tickled my jaw and it was such a nice beard, I wanted to climb right into it and live there like a baby bird.
I wouldn’t marry a squid though. Squids were shady, they’d probably eat my friends if I had any.
"Pretty is what you call girls who are sweet and bland and boring. You're not pretty. You're the only thing in the room no matter how full it is. You're the kind of woman men go to war for. Even beautiful doesn't cut it for you. You're breath taking in the most extraordinary way."
