caught red-seated

mind racing, no pit stops

my lipgloss be pspei, my mood be spurt

game, set, scratch

rock solid parenting right there

dark lord of brunch

“he had a jawline. i had no judgment.”

ink you very much

if shame had a soundtrack, it’s the doorbell

yes, i licked the window. for science.

“3 dream deaths and still no apology”

jurassic pork

tail’s out, secrets in

every answer is al dente

“rest is cool, but what if aliens…?”

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