thank you, for making sure it took an extra 45 minutes to get home tonight broken street lights.
it's hot.
hotter than it's supposed to be and i'm over it. so to say fuck you mother earth i'm cutting my hair.

the best part is. even with my hair this short, with no makeup on, eating a doughnut i look better than you, your girlfriend, and your best friend.
high five.
look at my elbows.
so. I need to give some thank yous to the men who made our weekend perfect.
1. thank you. 40 year old dad at In N Out for lifting up your all over printed d-bag woven with metallic strips and asking us if we thought you were fat.
we do.
but i'd still hump and dump.
2. thank you. 18 year old with black friend. for asking us if we knew "where any parties were at". first of all. HOW DARE YOU SPEAK to us when you aren't even old enough to stand across the street from the bar.
take your braces and walk away from me

3. thank you ERICKA for being a GIANT lesbian and being so concerned about the sauce on our hamburgers.
HOLLA.
bug bite?
i look like i have syphilis on my hand, no big deal.
to you. don't invite people places and then die.
it's not cool. and you have forgotten that we are in control. don't be surprised when you are awoken in the middle of the night with this

hahaha.
im the HBIC.
what i wanna be when i grow up:

a hot black chick with an afro
bitch on fire:

lil muffin i wanna love:

goodnight!

just let me see your wiener.
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