I hate when my mom asks about old friends.
“Why aren’t you hanging with _______ anymore?”
and I’m just like
“She became a whore.”
(Source: sexonapretzel, via too-dolly)
“Why aren’t you hanging with _______ anymore?”
and I’m just like
“She became a whore.”
(Source: sexonapretzel, via too-dolly)
for me it’s “she became a backstabbing bitch.”