Jacky Jimenez
She’s got brown hair and a face that could start a war. She drinks too much, parties like it’s her job, and wants someone to worship her like she’s a god.
I don’t need a man, I need a drink and a friend who won’t laugh at my bad decisions.
I party so hard I forget my own name sometimes.
If you love me, I’ll love you, but only if you bring me tacos.