"Fffuuucckkk." I said. I just ran out of foundation. Wait, y'all don't know thus queen. My name Tierra Lockhart and i am none of yo damn business old. I was born in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. We moved to California when my father was shipped to Iraq and once we moved out there, my mom was shipped to afaganistan so i lived with my grandparents until now cuz i moved out at 16 and they passed away. My grandma was hung by a KKK and my grandpa was shot. I came home to find them both dead. I ran out the house and called 911. They accused me if killing them but they found evidence that a white supremacist did it so i was off the hook. We had it hard asf! Y'all claim the struggle is real but yall dont know the struggle. Anyways, heres the story.
"Fuuckkk" i said cuz i ran out foundation. My day finna start bad. "Lemme run to the store" i said. My head looks like who did it. Look a hot mess but idc. I dont buy my makeup from a store so get that shit out of yo head right tf now. But i need some and im in a rush so rite aid it is.
I called bae to do a check in. He's been stressed tf out. The convo dewayne told you about so imma skip. " ok, one thing then run out" i said. I see my skin tone for the foundation and i head to register. "Will that be all ma'am?"said the cashier "yes" i said. And after i paid him, i was running late so i did my makeup in the car and went to dominos to pick up a pizza and saw bae. We talked and then i headed to work cuz a bad bitch gotta get her paper. And if your wondering, NO IM NOT A STRIPPER! For your info amd nosy as muthafuckas out there, i work at the mall. I work at lush and loli and pops. But enough about me.... bye yall ✌🏽👋🏽
