"There's some good in this world-- and it's worth fighting for"
[When you and your best friend finally got tired of putting up with your rival's bullshit gossip and just fucking put poison in their wine. They weren't even a good archenemy. Their schemes were sloppy, their insults weak, their fashion sense abysmal. You aren't taking another one if they don't stroll into your house in thigh high leather high heeled boots to tell you that you have the moral integrity of a milk soaked cupcake.]