“He was like fungus. The kind people got under their toenail. They treat it and treat it, but eventually they just have to say “Fuck it” and cover it up with nail polish to forget it’s there. –Trish referring to… — Lynda LeeAnne Copy Share Image
“You think this is funny? Did you like him touching you?...Take off your clothes,” “What?” “I’m feeling the need to mark my territory and… — Lynda LeeAnne Copy Share Image
“He treated me like I was his heart; like he needed me to exist; like he'd do anything in his power to make me… — Lynda LeeAnne Copy Share Image
“Do I need an attorney or something? Because really, I feel like a criminal. I mean I could have had my cellmate’s name tattooed… — Lynda LeeAnne Copy Share Image
“I just showed my true colors by hoe-bagging it around with my baby daddy.” — Lynda LeeAnne Copy Share Image
“I didn't like people knowing things about me. I wasn't embarrassed by my past, because it couldn't be helped, but people were cruel and… — Lynda LeeAnne Copy Share Image
“He was like fungus. The kind people got under their toenail. They treat it and treat it, but eventually they just have to say… — Lynda LeeAnne Copy Share Image
“You're so beautiful it hurts to look at you Lexi. Any marks our daughter left on your body only makes you that much sexier… — Lynda LeeAnne Copy Share Image
“I can’t believe this shit! I’m going to hurt him Lex! No, I’m going to pay someone to hurt him because he’s too big… — Lynda LeeAnne Copy Share Image
