Cement I think. Footprints
Or maybe she is a coke dealer. Gets it shipped in massive bags then steps on it to compress it into tiny packs she can hide. Much more likely.
You used to make me vomit
I swallowed it If I say yes will you let me sleep now?
I can only be friends with you if you stop assuming I think you’re pretentious and try to relax. That’s the only way we can get on. Big ask I know but it’s a deal breaker
I just feel washed up fucked up and lonely and another party isn’t going to solve it
Please don’t tell anyone about the tattoo.
You must understand, I have a reputation to protect.
I thought you had got over that phase.