Threesomes have complications that bring out the bratty little kid within, which is an amusing irony not atypical of unintended consequences.
Being made fun of for being fat showed me how dependent I still am on external validation for being pretty, though it shakes me to admit I am not above it all.
Men are like art to me, I don’t understand the bulk but I do know what I like, and what I like is a tiny portion that is awesome
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