Discussion in 'The Bar' started by Phan Neepack, Mar 4, 2015.
Borned March 4, 1993... You am the 22 years ol' today, gurl
this thread has no racial tones at all
OP = Dogstar
I love birthdays.
Someone in their early twenties smoking weed....fucking crazy, man!
She died doing what she loved. Crack.
I don't need you to tell me how fucking good my coffee is, okay? I'm the one who buys it. I know how good it is. When Bonnie goes shopping she buys SHIT. I buy the gourmet expensive stuff because when I drink it I want to taste it. But you know what's on my mind right now? It AIN'T the coffee in my kitchen, it's the dead niggger in my garage.
This is a very sensitive time... Please be respectful
Such a sad existence
Busy girl, that one
But IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII will always love her.
Nothing good will come of your life when you are the daughter of crack heads.
Imagine listening to that song knowing that was your deceased mama singing it ... So so very sad