what’s gucci, my nigga? what’s louis, my killa? what’s drugs, my deala? what’s that jacket, margiela?
sometimes he kills it.
mmm wood. also that bathroom is good fodder for my master bath/greenhouse idea.
declaration of the occupation of new york city
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