Ride Or Die Chick Quotes

She was stone cold and hard as fuck. And that’s when I knew, she was a ride or die chick. The Letty to my Dom. I

I could pull myself together and be my own damn sidekick, road dog, and ride-or-die chick.

If I die right now, I want to know I did the right thing, I made my ancestors proud, and I experienced love. Real love in its most powerful freebased form. It doesn’t have to be forever ’cause I’m not greedy. You could shoot me in the face as soon as I’ve felt it, but I want to know it.

Vulnerability isn’t something you know to ask for until you’ve been vulnerable yourself. You have to love something enough to be honest and risk yourself to it.

We were not “ride or die” chicks. We were chicks who would ride away immediately and leave you to die. My friends and I were like roughneck alley cats all fighting over the same fish skeleton.

She winked and said, “I’m a ride or die chick. We take care of our own.” “Get on,” he told her. She jumped on the back of his Harley, wrapped her arms around his strong waist, and

Look, beautiful, I need a little helping hand here, see? My girl’s halfway through an audiobook about a chick who gets abducted by an alien with a tentacle dick and she’ll listen to it without the headphones all night long if I don’t get her new ones. I mean, sure, I’m happy for her to come climbing onto my cock at three am sobbing because the tentacle bloke almost died, and I’ll even let her paint me blue before she rides me like a horny space cadet that needs breeding, but I got work to do before then.

Like my mans Bernard says, “Shoot when you’re hot, shoot to get hot.