Losin' Control

by Ladii Nesha

“I almost punched her in the back of the head, but that shit started feeling good. Had a nigga feeling feminine as fuck.”

“If I was going to call you anything, I’d call you a ticking time bomb. Your stomach is hanging over your belt, which I’m pretty sure is causing back problems. You’re leaning to the side, and the yellow in your eyes indicates that you are either suffering from liver failure or you drink too much. Either way, your days are numbered, and peppermint tea won’t help you with anything but your breath. What you need is a doctor and life coach. I think they have that over in tent three, and guess what?” Marley plastered a fake smile on her face. “It’s free.”

This read 😂❤️

“Nope, I asked if we could sit right up front and they said yes,” Harper boasted. “I also told them you were blind in one eye, so this is the handicap table.” “Harper!” “Shut up and close one of your eyes.”

Harper is crazy 😂😂