Ya got me, oh God ya got me!
I keep a little dirt under my pillow after digging 35 feet down.
Not to be that person… but we would soon become crab people.
Mmmmm oolong
She missed the whole point. The great writing is what is supposed to make you realize that you can be manipulative by narrative to condone evils. Stupid.
Sex work really is real work. Have to put in working hours, create a base of regulars, know the signs of people who want to waste your time. Mitigate the cost of sitting and boredom. Even then, there is no guaranteed money. Sex work is real work.
Jokes on YOU, it’s ever present and inseparable from what I am.
Jokes on me. THANKS MOM.
I was all… the game? What game? Ooh fuck THE GAME!!
The fucking third impact you imbecile.