It is 7:45am on a Friday morning... why is there already dick on my timeline?? Like sir at least wait till PM when I’ve had time to eat food, drink some coffee and mentally prepare myself for the drunk homey tweets of the weekend.
Bro if you ask me where I got something from I’ll draw you a map and probably find you a coupon and tell you what rack it was on tf? Can’t stand a “I hate being copied” ass bitch. So what, you bought every one of them in the whole store so the girls in your town can’t “copy” you?