The way I can always tell when a woman has a mean mother, there’s certain traits someone can only adopt when their mother was nasty towards them or other people
i dearly miss when likes were public. I used to send subtle, subliminal messages to my followers with my likes. Now no one can know who I truly am or what I'm all about.
i can’t stop throwing up i think someone spiked my 9 beers, 4 hot dogs, 6 smoked ribs, 1 brisket sandwhich, 8 slices of watermelon, 3 cupcakes, and 4 chocolate chip cookies i don’t know