REBECA BRITNEY

Blue eyes sparkle off the Mississippi River.  

You are so mean and witty. I want to dig my fingernails into your skin to tame you. Show some damn respect.

 We wrestle with words all day and all night long. The fighting gets worse. There is blood everywhere. Who the hell do you think you are?

Finally, after knocking out some teeth we establish new terms and conditions.

From now on, we are friends.

 Clearly, I should not mess with you and you should not mess with me. 

And just like that, an army is born. 

-Rebeca Britney