Over the past couple of months you have taught me what real palship is. You have held my hand and listened to me cry, scream, and sexy rant. My anguish was felt in you, you bled out with me and we both went into cardiac arrest and died several times. You radiate light and leave trails of cash money. You are the exact degree of power and wealth that I admire in myself. Jim, when you enter the room that room is changed by your presence. People stare and whisper, all knowing that they have just witnessed the occurrence of a perfect human being.
We may just be two small white girls passing in the night, but I know in our hearts, we are homosexual soulmates.
No one even knows how hard life was. I don’t even think about it now because my life is sweet like cinnamon, like a fuckin’ dream I’m living in~
this babe conrad and i r tru pals,
hot ones. iv cried over our collective splendour repeatedly between 1 and 7 a.m. oh basically we are one with $$ cash $$ lmao
we are divine brothers ✿◕ ‿ ◕✿ sometimes youre me
Let's get to bleeding and clash the palms.
Last edited by Kat; 02-08-2013 at 04:48 PM. Reason: $$$
do you want to fucking fight
And that ends that thread.