i love people who are really good at putting beautiful words together. whether it be an essay, speech, song, poem, or even advice. i appreciate the beauty of it all.
Either you have that dog in you, or you don't..
That's really what it all boils down to
Can't keep letting weeks and years pass, and you're still not living up to who you want to be
luxury to me is slow mornings, being able to travel whenever you want, good quality clothes, rich fragrances that are niche and delicious, tender love and great friendships.
Being rude to me unprovoked really wakes up the menace buried deep inside. Like I choose to live my life on cutie patootie juice but it’s some four loko back here somewhere. Let’s be very clear