Precious fucking Lindsey needs to go to Target. Like, really badly. This fucking princess doesn’t have a car, and she really needs to pick some stuff up. This spoiled angel already went twice this week, but forgot to buy soap. Daddy’s little girl says it’ll take an hour max, and she only needs a few things, but you know this needy piece of shit will get distracted by funny birthday cards and the infamous dollar section. She’d be so grateful if you could take her, but not enough to Venmo you for gas.
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