it really blows me when i watch shows or read books where hoes out there tryna survive an apocalypse……. if there’s zombies or aliens or what have you rolling deep in the streets baby gorl im LITCHERALLY killing myself. y’all can drink cockroach milk and eat leather shoes if you want im attending whitney’s birthday bash at 8, bottles on jesus
me, in heaven, watching y’all fuckin knuckleheads fight to survive so y’all can get ate by zombies a week later
bullshit central 