Famous Jess C Scott Quotes

  • Alice is fictional. This isn’t. – Jess C Scott

    Alice is fictional. This isn’t.– Jess C Scott

  • Because I want to have sex with him–and because that’s sinful–I’m blushing and flushing furiously under his scrutinizing scrutiny. – Jess C Scott

    Because I want to have sex with him–and because that’s sinful–I’m blushing and flushing furiously under his scrutinizing scrutiny.– Jess C Scott

  • Drug addicts had their drugs. Alcoholics had their bottles. Serial killers had their murders. – Jess C Scott

    Drug addicts had their drugs. Alcoholics had their bottles. Serial killers had their murders.– Jess C Scott

  • My inner goddess confirms that staring at a beautiful/rich/powerful face is the basis of True Love. – Jess C Scott

    My inner goddess confirms that staring at a beautiful/rich/powerful face is the basis of True Love.– Jess C Scott

  • Then he gave me a sweet kiss as if I was his one and only lover. – Jess C Scott

    Then he gave me a sweet kiss as if I was his one and only lover.– Jess C Scott

  • Other girls play with soft toys,- I said, -œand you play with knives-¦ – Jess C Scott

    Other girls play with soft toys,- I said, -œand you play with knives-¦– Jess C Scott

  • Killing animals to make a fashion statement = a sickening + cold-blooded vanity. – Jess C Scott

    Killing animals to make a fashion statement = a sickening + cold-blooded vanity.– Jess C Scott

  • It was a soulless gaze, burning with a wild hatred that shouldn’t be there in anyone who could call themselves a parent. – Jess C Scott

    It was a soulless gaze, burning with a wild hatred that shouldn’t be there in anyone who could call themselves a parent.– Jess C Scott

  • The whole thing becomes like this evil enchantment from a fairy tale, but you’re made to believe the spell can never be broken. – Jess C Scott

    The whole thing becomes like this evil enchantment from a fairy tale, but you’re made to believe the spell can never be broken.– Jess C Scott

  • She was my black rose, a broken angel I could hug and drift away with into peaceful oblivion. – Jess C Scott

    She was my black rose, a broken angel I could hug and drift away with into peaceful oblivion.– Jess C Scott