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Definitions by Lilbabygrem

coochie print red roses 

The smell of fresh blood represents roses, coochie print smeared on your seat in your car/truck/ vehicle from a woman you adore in the shape of her nationality, most coochie prints show up as roses or cherry blossoms, and the odd ball pears, and apples which still come with a flower of its own.
Bro, I’m sorry about your seat my girls got coochie print red roses. Smell that, that coochie represents dawg.

atroppa bella dona 

A woman, who’s a free spirit that can’t pass on, from her deathly sin she floats in the air cold and aimlessly. roaming the earth til she can find herself gathering up all of belongings, memories, family members, and children. Anything that’s connected to her, and hers. She’s a split personality of Mother Teresa, and a niece to Athena. A beautiful dead woman with intuition, premonition, prophecies, stories to tell, people to warn, more things to give than the giver, but always running “suicide runs” that never end. She’s the beautiful dead woman, who’s still dead at the end of the day still losing her mind.
My atroppa bella dona doesn’t feel good, she’s overwhelmed with anxiety grimaced from the thought of where her iPhone is because she forgot how to forget and she has a screenshot on her phone.
atroppa bella dona by Lilbabygrem December 13, 2021

Flagrance 

You can taste the smell of marijuana, and or meth, or molly, crack, heroin, before tasting it In your mouth so much it could basically overload your senses, and make you drool.

As well as for people who do fettis, smoking a bowl of meth that tastes like fetti’s; that’s a blessing. That’s flangrance. A flavor full of its own smell to taste from its own sense reaching another, up to being thought about.
The taste of the bowl, gave me a overwhelming experience of a moment of flagrance! Thank the lord, I needed this.
Flagrance by Lilbabygrem December 13, 2021
Talesa is literally a reflection of the worlds view, of our view from our own 1st person speculated sense from our very eyes. She’s either so bright you can’t see her, got so much snxiety you can’t look at her if you want her around, or too with the in crowd you cant recognize her. She’s the portrait; a visionary, a painted photo. Someone who is beyond perfect, pixelated and tuned, buffered, chopped n screwed. Is everything to no one, and is no one but “talesa” to everyone. There she is, where’d you go? She’s Sybil.
“Where did Talesa go, did you hear about what the fuck she was doing last night?” “Talesa’s fucking high, out of her mind bro
talesa by Lilbabygrem December 13, 2021