Hey, Angel! Listen, I’m willing to tuck it.
- Me. Last night at Coffee Call in reference to a friend’s photo project, her subject: Transvestites.
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I like having friends… I do. That’s all I want right now, and 90% of the time. 10% I just want to fuck or makeout or date.
My last night in town. Last time I’ll be here longer than a week. God Bless you, Houston.
Oh Avant Garden, you know I’m wherever you’re at, baby!
Well, back to normality. DIABLO 3 BITCHESSSSSSSSSSSS.
Also, good hair day, or best?
me in high school, oh dear…
Tried to go to sleep at 8.
Woke up at 10.
Fuckkkkkkkkkkk.
How’re yall doing tonight?
- Me. Last night at Coffee Call in reference to a friend’s photo project, her subject: Transvestites.
I hate waking up in this cold ass apartment!
There WILL be a song today, I promise. Last night O’mar and I ended up having much merriment at Coffee Call with an old friend. Tonight there will be music. And every Wednesday this summer, as best as we can fit it, there will be a new song
The games are afoot, treachery abounds. Jacob is after my blood and I have completed my first contract. The day is not done.