Wellllp, it’s official. I’m the owner of Ask A Bitchface Industries, LLC. What does that mean, you might ask.
Pay attention, sloppy hos in the back row. I don’t want to have to repeat myself later on. This means I’m not just an author, I’m a whole brand, bitch.
The reason I did it, though, was so I could apply for grants. So I can start Abby Village, and give women and their pets a place to go to get a new lease on things if they find themselves trapped in a life no longer worth living.
That’s the plan as it stands. I’m out and about in North Florida, so if you see me around, I’m doing something for the greater good at the moment. I mean, unless you catch me on an off day, then who really knows what I might be up to. Probably better if you don’t ask. You may not really want to know, honestly. Y’all know how I do shit.
I could be illin. Just straight illin.
The odds are really about even at this point. I ain’t making any promises, y’all.
Holler at a Bitchface. I’m on tour, so I’m almost friendly.
Love
- Q
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