The root cause of all my misery is that I didn’t evolve with a shell to hide in. Soft girls like me need an exoskeleton to cram their visceral mass into…
The root cause of all my misery is that I didn’t evolve with a shell to hide in. Soft girls like me need an exoskeleton to cram their visceral mass into…
I’m sure someone would be into it, but I’d prefer not to have to shit on my neck.