So it’s Lily Allen’s birthday and she’s wearing some kind of see through dress when she should really be wearing some kind of Mascot Costume because at least that way bitch would look cute. I can only assume that she forgot to wear a bra because she’s so distraught that her baby will never see it’s first birthday because it’s living in a pair of bloody panties she just can’t seem to bring herself to throw out. I guess that’s the harsh reality of smoking and drinking’ while knocked up and a miscarriage is just the small price you have to pay for being an irresponsible joke of an expecting mother.
Either way, here are her nipples that her baby will never get to suckle on for food, because her baby never made it out of her rotten vagina and I’d like to think that he’s not the first one to feel the negative effect of her lady parts. In reality, I think every dude who’s ever fucked her can relate to that miscarriage because as soon as they were done with her and looked into her face and realized what they did, they wanted to die too.