He seems nice, but he talks a lot and is flaky.
I wonder if people that opt for surgery (to reconstruct their vagina into a penis) on average sustain erections longer when engaged in penetrative sex, than those that are born with penises… Because don’t the walls of the vagina have fewer nerve endings the deeper in you go, with most of the sensation being concentrated toward the front?
Random pre-bedtime thoughts.
Selfishness and greed are non synonymous…
I just need to fucking live. Part of that means picking my battles. I cannot pull up a sword to every casual -ism, and it doesn’t help shit to do that anyway. Change only happens when more than one person is doing the work. I’m not yelling. Saving MY energy. If the person can’t be talked to, I’ll be damned if I try. I’m tired of trying to use my anger. That’s not my realm of comfort anyway. Fuck it. Fuck alla it. There are so many ways to approach things, and it’s time for a switch up. I need to be, the MOST me.
They gave three days notice. -_-
Don’t want anyone to miss out on refunds because they to sneak the deadline within their giant statement.
SIGNAL BOOST THIS LIKE CRAZY