amber 💀🌹

Some of y’all try too hard to be unique lol

My best friend: “she’s gonna get inducted into a cult. I won’t eat American cheese. We are different”

My best friend: “Lobotomy: a piercing I wish was still on the menu”

@ZZ_SOUL_PLANIT @disco_biscuits In 2016 my best guy friend and I threw 1000 singles off the balcony at the tabernacle

Someone is actually making it rain off the balcony of the e factory. Biscuits are so nasty it’s literally raining cash baby

2013 amber would piss herself. So would 2023 amber. tiktok.com/t/ZT82p36v3/

Because I promise you I got beaten to the floor so many times that I’m only thinking of MY cat.

Do not come looking for support after he beats you or that baby. People don’t change without therapy. Stay the entire fuck out of my email, social medias and presence when you look for sister solitude.

Too many ppl keep telling me I need to start a podcast just by how I talk. One person offered to let me come and use his equipment just to do a “test” episode Lmao

Don’t simp ladies. I promise no man on earth is worth an orgasm you can give yourself.

Dude …. The intrusive thoughts

@Gen_Z_For_Trump @DotsPola 100% provide more of an orgasm than you ever could

@TieDyeBlotter Honey you’re just autistic

I should've known i was unstable when i realized my food isn't allowed to touch & i salt individual bites instead of the whole plate

@TieDyeBlotter Nobody and I mean no one deserves this love more than you

BEN ASKED ME TO MARRY HIM!!! 😭😭😭😭

The amount of people who tell me I need to have a podcast on a weekly basis …

The amount of Gemini babies I know occurring is scary lol

I forgave myself, so forgive yourself. I’m not trying to stand in the way. I’m in love with every part. Nothing here is gonna take that away. It’s you and it’s been from the start.

The only person I need is me

Dude fuck this new episode of @AMillionABC … I’m over here SOBBING

@Jduham Why? I adore that song

Girl let’s not forget we grew up in the same place. You aren’t *I grew up in the hood*. You’re *i grew up on a farm*. Stop pretending you’re originally from Harlem. We all know where you’re from. My yearbooks prove it.