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“Oh my god, this looks really nice for a prison.” Christiana said while walking through the door with her luggage. “Is anyone hoooooome?” She said with a smile.
She let out a small chuckle. “Look I know my limits, I’m not about that life in anyway, shape, or form.” She laughed after making her comment. “Oh shit, this I like a legit reality check huh? Damn. I’m Christiana by the way.” She says while extending her hand.
“I’m glad you know then ‘cause you don’t needa be going nowhere near a prison.” Don replied, laughing lowly along with her before nodding at her next question. “Yea, we don’t get shit done for us except get put on television for the world to see us struggling.” He spoke sarcastically, looking directly into one of the cameras and flicking them off. “It’s nice to meet you though.” The palm of his hand met hers with a light shake. “So everybody gotta have a job. What do you do?”
“Oh my god, this looks really nice for a prison.” Christiana said while walking through the door with her luggage. “Is anyone hoooooome?” She said with a smile.
Donovan chuckled after hearing her comment before shrugging slightly. “At least the rooms are bigger here than in prison. You must be new?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.
She laughed at the young man’s response. “Well the closest thing I’ve been to jail, is Beyond Scared Straight tv.” She said with a minor shrug. “Yeah I’m the newbie, how is it here?” She asked with a tiny hint of fear.
“Mm, you truly ‘bout that savage life then huh?” He joked, letting out a low laugh. “Well welcome to the publicly cut off and broke club, I’m Donovan. It’s not too bad here, like living in a house with roommates and y’all all gotta pay bills to keep the electricity on and water running. So regular I guess, if you’re into that kinda stuff. What’s ya name?”
“Oh my god, this looks really nice for a prison.” Christiana said while walking through the door with her luggage. “Is anyone hoooooome?” She said with a smile.
Donovan chuckled after hearing her comment before shrugging slightly. “At least the rooms are bigger here than in prison. You must be new?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.
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As I walked into the tattoo shop to start my day for work, my boss immediately stopped me causing me to sigh and attempt to hold myself back from rolling my eyes in his face. “What happened yesterday and Monday? I don’t remember giving you two days off of work this week.” The annoyance on my face was clearly evident but seeing as how I needed this job, I kept myself from saying anything that might get me fired. “Look, I slept in. I ain’t feel like coming in yesterday or the day before. I’m here now though, no big deal.” That instantly caused him to give me a look as he folded his arms across his chest. “Yes, it is a big deal. I had to call in some people who actually had the day off at the last minute to fill in for you. So now, you’re filling in for them. You’re working on Saturday and Sunday.” By this point, I was clearly fuming. The weekends were the only time I actually had off to relax and do whatever I wanted. This nigga was clearly overreacting just because I missed two little days. “But that’s the weekend, you can’t—“ He instantly held his hand up to stop me from speaking. “No buts. One more complaint from you and ima have to let you go. You may be a good artist Donovan but there’s a lot of other people who are just as good and actually will show up for work.” And with that, he walked off to the back causing me to let out an angry breath that I didn’t even know I was holding in and going to set up my station for the day, checking my book to see who was scheduled to get tatted by me today.
Genesis makes her way through the sliding doors where the party had been going on. ”Now this is what im talking about.” clasping her hands together she happily took a handful of water balloons and tossed them at whoever came in view. ”who wants war?!”
Don throws a water balloon at her causing it to hit her in the back. “I want all the smoke.” He retorted, tossing more balloons in her direction.
Donovan grabbed several water balloons and started launching them at everybody, whether they were in the water or not. They was getting hit.
Logan yelped slightly as the cold balloon burst on his back.
“I know I said I like it cold but damn…”
He laughed at Logan’s reaction, raising an eyebrow. “But do you like Elsa cold though?”
“Does Dom like it this cold? He takes shit waaaay too seriously,” he shivered. “I grew up in California, we don’t do cold…”
“Hell nah, he hates it. Matter fact, where he at? I’m finna drench his ass in cold water.” He chuckled, before nodding in agreement. “Not gon’ lie. In New York it’s almost always mad cold so I’m glad I’m getting used to being here ‘cause I’ve always hated the shit.”
Donovan grabbed several water balloons and started launching them at everybody, whether they were in the water or not. They was getting hit.
Feeling the water filled balloon splash against her skin, SKYE huffed before retrieving one of her own. Turning around to face the person who threw it, she deviously smiled once she came face to face with Donovan. Without thinking twice, she chucked the water balloon in his direction.
Already knowing she was going to try to hit him back, he prepared himself and dodged the balloon she threw at him. “That all you got? WEAK.” He tossed another one at her in retaliation, landing it on her shoulder. “Gimme something to work with.” He spoke, throwing another one.
PT: as the party starts to fill up with the housemates, a group of randoms being to make a guest appearance. Claiming to have heard about the event through the hosts’ social media account (aka production, bc duh.) their vibe starting off completely innocent until they get a little too comfortable. They begin to crowd all the beverages and flood the pool, being completely obnoxious and rowdy. One uninvited guest even takes it upon himself to get a little more camera time that necessary.
Random: “Yeah, I’m real cute. I’m real pretty. Y’all should’ve asked me to be on here instead of these dust bunnies. Oh wait, I’m not broke.”
Donovan picks the random up and tosses her in the pool with the others of her kind, turning back to the camera and shrugging. “At least we know what it feels like to be rich.” He then goes back to his water balloon war.
Donovan grabbed several water balloons and started launching them at everybody, whether they were in the water or not. They was getting hit.
“Oh? Say less, we’ll see who gives up first then.” Feeling one burst against his chest, he quickly swiped the water away from his eyes before she was able to throw another one at him, noticing that she was nowhere in sight causing him to search around the area. Once he saw her behind one of the chairs, he dropped the rest of his balloons on her all at once and jogged away to get some more ammo before she could.