he keeps track of me and he cleans up after me when i do the stupidest of stupid things. he didn't snitch on me when i crashed into that parked car. or like when we got kicked out of kroger for putting our dog into the shopping cart. my brother knows me better than i know myself.literally;
"nory, i know you. you're making me come in here & you're not even gonna buy anything. & now, you're gonna buy something ugly, just to prove me wrong. or some $3 lotion or something. nory, i know you."
About Me
- lady nikky
- I can't explain myself in "up to 1200 characters", but i love to socialize, i love performing, and i have my priorities stragiht. i love to muse about the little things people do and how they add up to create an individual. [read Janitors And Roses]
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