What I.F.? Kacey Musgraves Birthday

 

Happy Birthday Kacey Musgraves! Follow your arrow, roll up a joint and see a rainbow, courtesy of weed, lsd, and alcohol. 


More Kacey:


https://stumblingfillies.blogspot.com/2023/02/american-woman.html


This blog contains nudity, adult themes and sexual situations that are intended for mature adults and is pure fantasy-(mostly, as Kacey is known to smoke, trip and drink). It contains works of fiction and artwork, and does not condone drug use, or unprotected sex - all of which can be harmful in real life.

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