Did my time, home, showered, clean clothes.. Thank goodness for small mercies and hygienics that don't smell like death. Time to go find some grub.
Caught somewhere between “sweetheart” and “menace.”
People really need to start locking their doors.. We were out here jiggling handles and.. We rubbed our butts on the mirror. @isadorasaint-james.bsky.social
Oh excuse me, I forgot we had prudes 😂😂😂
Lmao
Malgré toute la peine, mon cœur cherche encore l'amour.. Guess I'm a glutton for punishment.
suno.com/s/RFBm7gRX7r... Set my heart ablaze
Took myself out to my swampy roots. Honestly, I miss it out here.
