Therapy is for whimps.

I Speak Thun.

My BFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF sista through the twista, lady fightin’ rabies, halfie cum laude is leaving me and heading to the land of foggy bogs and Notting Hills.
Saturday will probably be the last time we party together for a long time….
So all of our friends (and sure, you too) will be sending her off in style at Augusta House on Saturday!
Lets do this properly. Show the lightskin TING some lurrvve.
Fern Gully Pon Dem.
thuns

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