Ann Bradford Quotes

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

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,

The swamp turd needs a foot up his ass.