Dear subconscious,
I would have shitted in my Ben Sherman khakis if I would see the cultivating camaraderie of my Sol-angel and my fundamental Fenty in one room,kanoodling and kee-kee'n with the best of them.I would die...Just die.PAUSE. After the paramedics revive me I was graced with this one photo of this mystical union.Love-I did that!
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