yo, that's wack if i'm not the baddest


profile * old * mail * fucking sign it* or how about a nice note? you go forward / i'll go backwards


god, i felt filthy the other day. its true breanna fashion to want anything so badly. the way i see it, it's coming around so why not get it now and i lick my hand and slide it down the shaft, your legs are shaking and i'm rushing and we need to get the fuck out of here. i blew some coke and took some mesc, we wandered from the hotel to the concert parking lot. i was tripping and the sky was dancing. your friends were laughing and i was grinning, took pictures with my fancy phone that i never forget to remind you is better than yours. the weather is getting nice, what do you want to do? do you want to take the top off the jeep today and get high? you want me to wear trashy clothes and say things that make you blush? and when i'm done, i might call or i might not.
d-land