stella bradford

stella bradford jacks you up. she jacks you up three times over and while you're reeling in confusion she jacks you up again. she's good at that. she jacks you up while you're walking down the street in your skinny jeans and moccasins and you don't know it but she's jacking you up something good. stella bradford will jack you up without even knowing she's jacking you up. that's her way. and, to her defense, it's not really her fault. she's unknowing. she's just her. she's just stella bradford. but she jacks you up in the morning. she jacks you up in class when you're trying to make something of yourself. and she jacks you up when you're trying to forget about her. but that's stella bradford. and you can't forget about her. cause she's always jacking you up. she jacks you up when you're with your friends, when you're drinking and smoking and talking about getting jacked up. she's doing it then. but can you blame her? cause maybe you should have learned by now. stella bradford. she just jacks you up.