HAPSIVITY.
nuff said there really.
I'm a BADMAN.
no seriously, I am.
Self disgust is self obsession honey and I do as I please.
Katie.
I'm a little bit nang. My dad is Mr T! As you've probably already noticed...I find modesty hard. I'd love to be able to tell you it's just a front...but it's not. I really do believe I am nang.
I like enters.
they keep me entertained.
I use a little bit TOO much slang yagetme?
I'm really not as Greek<?font> as people think I am. just cause i eat pitta bread on its own,could teach you a pamphlets worth about kebabs and get haps about all that food i can't spell yeah, lets not forget the yellowness doesn't mean i'm THAT greek.
Manz makes the pengest sandwiches onROAD. I got them skillz yeah.
I ♥
Gingers.
I'm an Aquarius innit. I tell you this because of what Selin says about them. ""They are nice and fucked in the head ."
It's been said that i'm a little bit BLICK
I can;t sya "are you joking?" it comes out as "ar you joooooooooooookiiiiin'?"
I fall over...LOTS. I like to make daisychains and tie knots in things. crayons. biscuits. juice from the carton. that simple flex innit.
I'm old skool like back in the day.
think about it.
I love it when people tell me they love me and i believe them. I love it even more when they show me they love me.
It's all a little bit ghetts
there's things that matter to me and things that don't. things that do are seemingly unimportant, but they mean the world-
a decent jam,
cups of tea,
a warm duvet,
stepjams,
them days when you just straight up crease all day,
two-times,
the morning-after-the-night-befores,
jamming with a film,
HAPSIVITY,
alla gash,
them little phrases and looks nobody understands,
fried chicken (too standardly),
mixtapes,
sweetness ,
trainers and almost all importantly of all:
HOOPS!
love the sickwuns.
Basically... I'm a little bit blessed really.
