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To morally gray book boyfriends. Thank you for raising our standards from “oh, flowers and chocolates are nice” to “bring me the heads of my enemies.”
“You’re fucking wrong if you think that. You’re not ruined. You’re strong as hell. You’re a queen, with four men who would all get on our knees for you. We wouldn’t want you so damn bad if you weren’t steel all the way through, baby girl. You’re not. Fucking. Ruined.”
“Just call me the Queen of Anarchy.”

