Just like the one’s me and my model/stripper/go-go dancer/porn star friends have in our panties during slumber parties lmao! I can’t promise I won’t have bricks in my pillow-case though. Shit, love hurts lol.
Don't tell me not to feel lonely. You don't know what lonely is. I've spent many moons dancing by myself, and solo sunsets staring into my own eyes. Yet, I'm still here scratching and clawing and flou
People like to ask me if I miss you or just having someone there. I know they're trying to help, so I don't tell them, "No, I'm not a fucking idiot. I know how this goes, I've been here before. I've l
