for when: Do *anything* for clout? She gone. It’s like trying to catch a freight train with a butterfly net.
for when: Do *anything* for clout? She gone. It’s like trying to catch a freight train with a butterfly net.
Le Verseau avec Roméo Elvis … tout oublier.
For that chemistry undeniable, wrenching cup overfloweth type of unf; for the earned pennies, for the marathon starts and announcements of intent, and for the gold balloon animals who mind our precious totems