Random Blibberblabberness (Pt. II):
Now that I'm home for good, I have no excuse to not be Vegan anymore.
I hate that I can count the number of good friends I have on one finger.
I only listen to music they don't play on the radio, unless it's from 1970 or older.
I'm so fucking sick of being pregnant.
Being hairy turns me on, girls & boys alike.
Now that I'm home for good, I have no excuse to not be Vegan anymore.
I hate that I can count the number of good friends I have on one finger.
I only listen to music they don't play on the radio, unless it's from 1970 or older.
I'm so fucking sick of being pregnant.
Being hairy turns me on, girls & boys alike.
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sending your cervix all the *diiiiillllllaaaaateee* vibes i can without feeling weird.