Grass in ma arse

July 9, 2025

no chance he'll change

the beat for seeds just keeps changing man, fuck me. keep chippin away. i need to fix this site, these blogs are unreadable. oh aye, walking hame wae the dug. his eyes meet with a cat, he pulls, i slid on ma arse and held onto the lead, dragged like two metres on some home alone lookin shit. was wearing shorts. still finding blades of grass in ma boxers.

way she goes