Ann Bradford Quotes

Tell the negative committee that meets inside your head to sit down and shut up.

The swamp turd needs a foot up his ass.

The house is immaculate and boring as fuck. White walls, white floors, white decor. I mean, there’s a slight gray to some of it, but for the most part, it’s all white. It’s the kind of place I’d be too scared to sneeze in on the off chance I accidentally shit myself in the process.

Shit, Mom. You really did wake up and choose violence,” I laugh, loving this side of her. “Is something bothering you? Do I need to beat someone’s ass?” Mom walks down the front steps and moves in beside her car before looking back at me, a smirk stretching across her face. “Oh honey, it’s nothing your daddy can’t fix with a good beating.” Oh my fucking God. Tell me she did not just say that.

Girl, I need a guy like Tanner who’s going to make me scream at him one minute and rail me the next,