”Now I’m with a model that’s taller than me. The way she lookin', she been eatin' whole wheat. I checked her bookin', she been busy for a week. She and her girls, I ain’t even gotta creep.”

Katherine Pierce was your girlfriend. Yes, you heard me correctly. Everyone knows that she could be a bitch sometimes, but, she developed a soft spot for you.

”Do what she want, yeah. Everythin' she ever wanted. Give me just what I want, yeah. That’s the type, that’s the type of girl I’d make my wifey. That’s the type, that’s the type of girl I’d give the chains & the cherry-red Bentley. That’s the type, that’s the type of bitch I tell her friends that he can’t do it like me.”

You two wanted a break from Mystic Falls for a change so you took a trip to Italy. Rome, Florence, Venice, you name it. You’d probably visit all those areas

”I’m so proud of her. She made me real proud of her. And the bitch so pricey, yeah. I spend mills on her, and I put trends on her. Think you’re my real woman.

”Hollywood Berry ain’t got nothin' on her. Shakira Tahiri ain’t got nothin' on her.”

No one could do it like Katherine Pierce.