For my dearest Frankie, who is finally sleeping. I never could have put up with his wild ass when I was young. 😂 That sweet beautiful Anna had it right when she said that she wanted to give me Frankie because how I was. His new 💩 is getting behind the microwave, relentlessly, and peeking out at me. 😂 Sir Frankie Crisp is so precious to me. 💕😂💕 Oh, hex, anybody that really knows me knows I'm wild as fuck.
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