I am Joe's Enraged, Inflamed, sense of rejection.
To hell with housework, our top priority has always been between our legs.
His saliva tasted like the wet dicks of ten thousand lonely truck drivers.
Game shows are designed to make us feel better about the random, useless facts that are all we have left of our education.
He was assaulting the world by assaulting himself.
Even if I overcompensate, nobody will ever want me. Not Seth. Not my folks. You canโt kiss someone who has no lips. Oh, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me. Iโll be anybody you want me to be