Artje/Introduction

Our lives, our fortunes, and our sacred honor.

Dark, sordid, vile, brutal. And FUCKING FABULOUS.

I want a girl with a mind like a diamond I want a girl who knows what's best I want a girl with shoes that cut And eyes that burn like cigarettes

I want a girl with the right allocations who is fast and thorough and sharp as a tack, She is playing with her jewelry, she is putting up her hair She is touring the facility and picking up slack

I want a girl with a short skirt and a long jacket. — Cake, "Short Skirt/Long Jacket"

"I know who you are. I can see you're swearing now that someday you're going to destroy me. Remember: far better women than you have sworn to do the same. Go and look for them now."  — Atia of the Julii, Rome