I Can't Concentrate

"Can't a bitch just laugh?! "

I can't get my priz pri gramming on because this house is outta control.

I for real just ran around the house & took these...I love it.

Terry's sweetest fit for going out.
So sexy it hurts.

A regular snack in the house: banana split...in the beginning stage.

Meeya being Meeya.
Me not doing work.

We're just wondering if there are cameras in the house recording us. Our random shouts and name calling causes quite a ruckus at times. We're a tad bit unsure that people would accept us for who we are when we're alone together.



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