Let's start off by saying that if by any chance, you're a sexual predator, I suggest you to leave. Really. Now that that's over with, hi there. My name's Bonita. Bonita Lopez. I'm one of like, a trillion other girls with my face. Okay, maybe not a trillion, but you feel me. We reproduce like rabbits. So, there’s that. I wish that I had some super clever introduction to get you hooked, but as much as I think I am, I’m not that creative, whatsoever. So let’s just stick to the basics, yeah? I guess you can call me whatever you’d like, I’ve heard a wide variety of names that make no sense. As long as it doesn’t involve rude names, I’m good. Don't call me Bonnie, though. Not unless you're food sharing friendship status.
Now that I’ve gone on for a pretty boring amount of time, I guess it’d only be right to tell you a little more about myself while I have your attention. Unless you’ve already came to the conlusion that you’re sick of me already, and in that case, you’re fully capable of leaving. Really, I understand more than anyone how annoying rambling can be.. Okay, I’m completely off topic now. I tend to do that, just for future references. It’s a really bad habit of mine. So, I’m supposed to be telling you about myself. Anyway, I live in Beacon Hills. Awesome, right? I was born with a couple other girls ahead of me. Oddly, I'm the youngest. Which is weird, because I could easily smoke out all those bitches. They still haven’t thanked me for that. Other than that, there’s really nothing that’s worth telling a random stranger on a website, so. If you have any questions, shoot em’ in my inbox. Except don’t actually shoot anything, that’s never good. Don't let the door hit ya' where the good lord split ya'. PCE.
@bonitapls looks like this is the highlight of my night. #fuckyoumuscles