im sorry, aint nobody ever writing a banger like toni morrison when she wrote "Yes, but my lonely is mine. Now your lonely is somebody else's. Made by somebody else and handed to you. Ain't that something? A secondhand lonely.”
ain't nobody ever touching that
ewwwww! was trying to enjoy my cheesecake and this waste of flesh has the audacity to walk past me - like ewww, his face looks like it’s doing time for his dirty ass soul