Of course you do.
EEEEEEEEEP!!! Do you have your wedding dress yet?!
You KNOW it’s true.
Now listen here you little shit. I’m getting married and I want you as a bridesmaid.
DFSIFDISJFSFSIIFSJSFDJSFD EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPP!!! DO I GET TO WEAR A PRETTY DRESS?
*giggles and smacks his bum* MY bum is wayyy better than yours!
OH pleassseee!! That is SUCH a lie!
Not even. Hate it.
Your booty isn’t even close to big enough.
Nu uh! My booty is PLENTY big! Look! *sticks his booty in her face and wiggles it* You’re just jealous!
Wrong song, babe.
YOU. LOVE. IT. ANYWAY.
I’m Nicki Minaj, bitch.
HAVE A DRINK, CLINK, FOUND THE BUD LIGHT. BAD BITCHES LIKE ME IS HARD TO COME BY.
BOY YOU GOT MY HEART BEAT RUNNING AWAYY BEATING LIKE A NA NA STUCK IN NA NA CANT YOU HEAR THAT BOOM BA DA BA BOOM BA DA BA BOOM BABE DAT SUPERBASS
*he reaches down and takes one of her hands, that the promise ring resided on. He threads their fingers together and kisses her forehead. He closes his eyes and bites his bottom lip for a second and then whispers.* …marry me.
She says no.
what’s in a name?
It’s not but a name.
No sir, not yours.
Only mine, and not one thing can break this.
Parker is love.
Love is Parker. Everything is based around that.
One little smile is like the sun.
I’m just the earth.
Orbiting around him
no one else is there.
He is my universe.
He is my life.
He is my husband.