*pours some liquor out*
For da homies.
Well well well. Another trial, another conquer.
*pours more liquor*
For da homies, again.
Word.
My wildflower grows in the clouds.
For da homies.
Well well well. Another trial, another conquer.
*pours more liquor*
For da homies, again.
Word.
My wildflower grows in the clouds.
Now that I know that and as soon as I get rid of this migraine and my craving for milkshake and fries I'll be doing fabulous!