< 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝟑

hi so, my boyfriend and i broke up over a month ago.

guys hmu on insta @yourtubaee

been 4 years on this orange app

woah, i have a boyfriend.

you probably don’t care but i love your profile theme it’s giving pearl aqua hehejehehenen

https://www.instagram.com/reel/C0R-K59pQ7z/?igsh=Y3V0c20wMmwyMGlt

RED WHITE BLUE IN THE SKY

My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola
          My eyes are wide like cherry pies
          I got sweet taste for men who are older
          It's always been so, it's no surprise
          Ah, he's in the sky with diamonds
          And he's making me crazy (I come alive, alive)
          All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby
          Come on, baby, let's ride
          We can escape to the great sunshine
          I know your wife and she wouldn't mind
          We made it out to the other side
          We made it out to the other side
          We made it out to the other side
          Come on, come on
          Come on, come on, come on, baby
          Oh, oh yeah
          I fall asleep in an American flag
          I wear my diamonds on Skid Row
          I pledge allegiance to my dad
          For teaching me everything he knows
          Ah, he's in the sky with diamonds
          And he's making me crazy (I come alive, alive)
          All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby, yeah
          Come on, baby, let's ride
          We can escape to the great sunshine
          I know your wife and she wouldn't mind
          We made it out to the other side
          We made it out to the other side
          We made it out to the other side
          Drugs, suck it up, like vanilla icies
          Don't treat me rough, treat me really niceys
          Decorate my neck, diamantes ices
          Why, come on, come on
          Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
          Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
          Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, yeah
          Come on, baby, let's ride
          We can escape to the great sunshine
          I know your wife and she wouldn't mind
          We made it out to the other side
          Come on, baby, let's ride
          We can escape to the great sunshine
          We made it out to the other side
          We made it out to the other side
          Come on, come on, come on, baby
          Come on, come on, come on, baby
          Oh, oh
          My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola
          Ooh, ah
          My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola
          Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
          Ooh-ooh
          My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola
          Ooh, oh yeah

Scripts.com
          Bee Movie
          By Jerry Seinfeld
          
          NARRATOR:
          (Black screen with text; The sound of buzzing bees can be heard)
          According to all known laws
          of aviation,
           :
          there is no way a bee
          should be able to fly.
           :
          Its wings are too small to get
          its fat little body off the ground.
           :
          The bee, of course, flies anyway
           :
          because bees don't care
          what humans think is impossible.
          BARRY BENSON:
          (Barry is picking out a shirt)
          Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
          Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
           :
          Ooh, black and yellow!
          Let's shake it up a little.
          JANET BENSON:
          Barry! Breakfast is ready!
          BARRY:
          Coming!
           :
          Hang on a second.
          (Barry uses his antenna like a phone)
           :
          Hello?
          ADAM FLAYMAN:
          
          (Through phone)
          - Barry?

guys pls spam me