Everyone has something unique about themselves. It can be your hair, eyes, body, family, your name, or personality. Just know there's something unique about everyone and for me its 5 things out of that list. I have really long hair that stops mid th...
Beep Beep Beep And here we go with this annoying ass alarm. I smack the shit out of the alarm and guess what I did it I got it to turn off. I know i know I'm a fucking beast.
But I still got to get up. I roll over and get out the bed. I take a glance a the sleep disturber to see that it's smashed. Oh fucking well at least I don't have to see if for a while. I then go to Dylan's room and wake her up.
She got up and said she was gone take a shower so I guess now I got to find us a outfit because she don't got no clothes and since she is now I guess my friend aka partner in crime I can't let her go with out.
I get out our outfits. I got me out a pair of shorts and a Nike shirt with my black fluffy flaps and a black hat. That I'm just gone have to have since I can't fucking wear it.
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I then Dylan's our fit was a red nike shirt with some grey nike joggers and some red nike shoes. (Ik Ik it's not what's in the picture but it gives u an idea just ignore all the other stuff)
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I then went to Dylan's room and put the clothes on her bed them go back to my bathroom and wash. I then do my hair by putting it in two long braids and then I put on my clothes. Oh and yeah my bruise is gone I now just have a cut on my lip which Dylan is probably gone notice.
I then grabbed my phone and went to Dylan's room which was across form mine. When I walked in Dylan was sitting on the bed looking at her phone. Dylan's phone was a flip phone so I'm going to buy her an iPhone because that's my lil partner in crime now and I want her to be styling on these hoes like me.
"Come on Dylan we got to go" I said She got up and walked out the door with tears in her eyes. Wonder what wrong with her.
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