a lil story
at folkfest I was on popes hill and I wanted someone to braid my hair and then the chick beside befriended me and she braided my hair and gave me weed cookies and it was a good time. the end
rhymes like dimes
at folkfest I was on popes hill and I wanted someone to braid my hair and then the chick beside befriended me and she braided my hair and gave me weed cookies and it was a good time. the end
