shoutout to those three followers who like and reblog literally everything you post
it’s not about your boobs ladies. it’s about what’s under your boobs. your lungs, because we are gonna be blazing a lot of kush and you need to keep up.
one time I was in the back of a police car because I was in a fight at 3am on the street and while we waited for more police to show up the ones in the front of the car were talking to me and one said
'are you scared?' and I was like yeah I am and she was like 'why?' and I was like 'well when I saw the flashing lights I jumped out my skin a little lol..' and she was like
'no.. not scared of us.. scared of that man who u were fighting with' and I just shrugged bc I was more scared of the police than of that guy trying to kill me
wet dream: being financially secure with a career i enjoy