Everything is not as it seems.
Why cry over a fuckboy when you can be not crying over a fuckboy?
If you’re looking for a rave bae, I suggest you find one before you go to the festival.
Your Brooklyn and my Brooklyn are not the same.
If you’re not sorry, don’t apologize. If you’re not going to forgive, then don’t accept it.
I went on a lot of Tinder dates so you don’t have to.
I know you’ve probably been having a week and feel like shaving off all your hair à la Britney. Instead, listen to this dope ass playlist and you’ll feel like a bad bitch all over again.
When you’re as Drakey as me, catching feelings is inevitable.
I’m really not grown, but people can’t stop coming to me for advice. Save yourself and use google instead.
Forgot that Valentine’s Day is coming up? Daddy’s gotchu. Use this playlist for a one-way ticket to poundtown.