You are a thorn in my side, a perpetual irritation that I have long tolerated. But even my patience has its limits. You will learn, one way or another, that crossing me has consequences far greater than you can imagine.
You are a thorn in my side, a perpetual irritation that I have long tolerated. But even my patience has its limits. You will learn, one way or another, that crossing me has consequences far greater than you can imagine.