Novel & Cerita Aesthetic Baddie Quotes

And I won’t let anyone destroy my image. “You seems to be brave, I like your fighting spirit,” She stated trying to befriend me. I only gave her a malicious smirk. “I don’t need your compliment, reserve it for yourself cause I’m so full of it.” I savagely responded that feels like a bomb exploding inside the room.

Criminal is still ugly. “Why? You can’t accept that you are really ugly ?. You’re not that kind of good looking face Mr Lee. Maybe you ineexpect you to be handsome? Because for me, you are really ugly even if you are already facing it. ”I laughed and Zack Lee’s disciples laughed with me. “Fuck this woman!” He was so angry that I just smiled. “Hello, asshole.” I smiled at him and simply winked at him. I suddenly lost fear in my heart and it was replaced by a strong presence of courage and determination to fight. I don’t want to look weak in front of ugly Zack Lee. He’s a shit. A shit that I hated the most

It was suicidal. “And how exactly are you not allowing it when you’re about to die because of your stupidity?” I shot back. Her expression froze. “If you were going to do something illegal, then at least don’t get caught,” I added, shaking my head. “And besides,” I continued. “A woman’s beauty isn’t just about makeup or beauty products. That’s not the only thing that makes someone attractive.” I looked her straight in the eye. “There’s nothing wrong with using those things, okay? No shame in wanting to look good. But if you’re risking your life just to get your hands on them... if you’re nearly dying for it…”

Claire termed them 'Bitch Bashers' "That homewrecker thought she's the most beautiful woman in the world and she could fool everyone. Eat dirt in your jail cell, wh*re." "She's got no shame, breaking up a family like that. Can someone please erase her from the face of the earth?" "She thought she would never get caught. B*tch, even a dog thinks his master will never find out if he licked his pizza! Rot in hell." “I once tried to double cross my neighbor and my mother spanked my @ss red. Do that to her! She'll forget about cheating.” "Why are you creating such hype huh? This woman is ugly. The spider in my room is far better than her. At least he doesn't come to bite me after using my house.

Bane had to smile at her. “Angel, there is nothing bad in you.” “Of course there is. Do you think I would be okay with what you did tonight if I was all good and pure? Do you think I would enjoy the things we do if I didn’t have a streak of bad in me?” she asked. She had a smile on her face that told Bane that she enjoyed the idea of being a little bad.

“I didn’t ask you to play hero.” Then I turned to Bambi, the Queen of Pettiness herself, and gave her the fakest smile in history. “Look, I get it, you don’t really have much in your life that brings you joy besides being a toxic little gremlin,” I said sweetly. “But here’s a tip: next time you feel the need to spit all that pent-up frustration, aim it at someone else. ‘Cause if you drag my mom into one more of your little cheap shots, I will break that knockoff nose of yours. Got it?”

"Then I found out that the 'bad girls' seemed to win the world more easily. I mean... ... they have no boundaries, right? They can tear up all the standards of the so-called 'good girl' and even run into all the opposites. Dirty words, sexy clothes and s.ex. They have nothing to fear, they have the courage to try, so they have nothing to lose and they have freedom!" "When I finally realized this, I thought, f.uck elegance, politeness and smiles! I started using profanity and fists against the boys who sexually harassed me. Haha, his expression, I will remember it the next life. Ha! The gates of a new world are opening!" "So, I tell myself. You didn't do anything wrong. YOU ARE A BAD B.ITCH.

"I'm Muslim! You're supposed to be hating me for that! I'm not Russian or Danish! I'm not European! I'm not Christian! Why can't you go back to hating me?!! You could get any pretty girl you want!! I'm not even pretty, I-" "Enough!" He irately ceases my ineffective rambling. "Don't you fūcking dare utter against your beauty in my presence, you have no idea in what enthralling ways your aesthetics affect me... like a madman with a thirst unquenched." I can only but blink up at him in my awkward stance. He continues, Impassioned. "Staring at you provides coolness to my eyes, and when you're not near, my eyes fūcking ache for you."

It would be fucked to have our first argument right before we left for our honeymoon but I knew there would be war if she came home with any of that too short shit. "I like this one Jake." She pointed out something that looked like strips of material held together by some kind of metal loop in the back and from the way it looked on the mannequin would only come to about six inches below her ass. I gave her a look but she wouldn't back down. "You're out your fucking mind." She folded her arms and glared at my ass. "You've said no to the last three things I picked out, fine why don't you just choose for me then?" "I thought that's why I was here."

I plan on it, and it will be a damn good one, and I will strike when he least expects it. “Don’t says a fucking word.” I sneer. “I guess the shiny sparkly look doesn’t carry over to your personality.” Quade states. “I thought it would be worse,” Whitney says. “Thankfully, most of that shit washed out.” I point out.