You shouldn’t be this torn up, and I…” he reaches down and puts his hand on my shoulder, but I scoot away
Creampie. The last thing I remember before floating into an inky grave was the face of my best friend Carolina mouthing “I’m sorry” and another blow sent me where I was desperately fighting to stay away from—my own personal inferno. But, why?
“Do…do I know you?” I choked out, my eyebrows pulling together
. . Scream loudly when your boyfriend/husband flushes the toilet and you get a rush of cold water
You shouldn’t be this torn up, and I…” he reaches down and puts his hand on my shoulder, but I scoot away
Creampie. The last thing I remember before floating into an inky grave was the face of my best friend Carolina mouthing “I’m sorry” and another blow sent me where I was desperately fighting to stay away from—my own personal inferno. But, why?
“Do…do I know you?” I choked out, my eyebrows pulling together
. . Scream loudly when your boyfriend/husband flushes the toilet and you get a rush of cold water
You shouldn’t be this torn up, and I…” he reaches down and puts his hand on my shoulder, but I scoot away
Creampie. The last thing I remember before floating into an inky grave was the face of my best friend Carolina mouthing “I’m sorry” and another blow sent me where I was desperately fighting to stay away from—my own personal inferno. But, why?
“Do…do I know you?” I choked out, my eyebrows pulling together
. . Scream loudly when your boyfriend/husband flushes the toilet and you get a rush of cold water
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