Let me warn you all today. Don’t get on my nerves. Don’t piss me off. Don’t give me a weird look. I can be a real bitch when I don’t get my food, in this case, what the jackass took from us. But I’m always one step ahead.
I vote that we kill the bitches behind this and get on with our lives.
That works for me. I’d love to stake each and every one of them right now. The next few days are going to be hell on earth.
I am one of them.
There is going to be some serious damage done if we don’t get our food. Although, I think I have a few blood bags left.
What vampy bitch said.
This vampy bitch is really pissed off right now.
And now I’ve been proven right. Stupid witches. I don’t really care which one of you did this, but if we (vampires) don’t get our food, there will be some serious hell to pay. I’ll make sure of that.
If you donate your veins to the VOF fund (Vampires of Forks), when God (The hunter) takes away the human food, I (and other vamps who partake) will hunt down vermin for you humans. Call it a trade.
Any vampires or humans willing to comply with this, please reblog.
We’ll Survive the Hunter campaign - 2011
Me, you, Lexi, Rebekah and Stefan. Biggest asshole vampires in town for the rest of the week. Sound like a plan?
I like the way you think, Salvatore. Sounds like a plan.
Can we just go on a rampage tomorrow? I would very much appreciate it.
You know what? I like that idea. They just managed to really piss me off.
I don’t really care what you have to say. So, get lost.
Listen bitch, we are being blamed for something that ONE person did, so I suggest you shut your fucking mouth and mind your damn business.
Listen sweetie, I suggest you walk away before I’m really forced to do something to you. Don’t fuck around with me when I’m in a pissed off mood. It won’t end well. One person? Well, because of that one, you’re all in a lot of trouble now.